"What do you take life for?!"
Yoriichi Tsugikuni's voice was calm, yet carried unquestionable authority. His icy gaze rested on Doma as though he were looking at an insignificant ant.
"My, my~ Could you be..." Doma was still joking casually, trying to buy time.
But in the next instant, his smile froze-all the space around him was suddenly filled with blood. It was not his surroundings that had changed; his own body had begun cracking apart and falling away!
"No! That's impossible!" Doma felt himself fly outward in terror.
No, why did that body look so familiar-that body breaking into countless tiny pieces, crumbling like shattered glass?
Was that my body?
The entire world shattered into countless fragments before his eyes.
Was I dead?
Did gods really exist in this world?
Why wouldn't they come save me?
What had I done wrong? Hadn't I always freed suffering humans from their troubles and given them eternal life?
Father, Mother, I couldn't accept this~ What was the point of being human?!!
Darkness, deathly silence, loneliness, eternity. This place was as hollow and empty as Doma himself. He would never have to ponder those questions again...
And so his wicked life came to an end...
Back in reality...
Tanjiro, Shinobu Kocho, and the others were utterly stunned, their eyes filled with nothing but shock.
Yoriichi had moved too quickly, so fast that he surpassed the limits of sight. It was as though time had stopped the instant he struck, and in the next moment, Doma had been cut into fragments that dissolved in the air.
Not a single trace remained.
Tanjiro marveled, "Even the Transparent World only caught part of his attacks. Yoriichi is far too powerful..."
"So fast... So strong!" Inosuke muttered with his eyes wide. He prided himself on being