Kimetsu No Yaiba: Bankai

by Floki Udiin The Dead Elf

This story follows the adventure of zenitsu's descendant who is simply known as Stichwork Kurt/Floki Udiin, a Half Japanese highschool student in Saitama Japan, he had just moved to town and has been noticing strange ocurrences such as killings and talk of kidnap, recently he had just gotten attacked by a odd indivisual and has been having odd allergies when walking around.

1. Prologue

Kimetsu No Yaiba Bankai

(Demon Slayer Awakening)

Prologue: a new generation, rebirth of chaos

It's quiet, like always in this new generation, nothing happens lately anymore since the war, back then the old man would keep nagging us to keep quiet and move, but things also haven't been the same since the bombs dropped on Hiroshima. Mom has been making sure we are ok every morning since then and keep checking that damn crate, why does she always check that stupid god damn crate! I don't understand how it held more importance than any of our property! I keep asking her why but she keeps saying its "Family mementos" how is it if she wont let us see it! Well I'm gonna investigate it tonight! Just you wait! I won't allow mother to keep hiding these from us all at all!!

3 Hours Later

It's been three hours, she doesn't notice anything, she's fast asleep now, time to go! As I check if the coast is clear I climb out of my bed roll, reaching for a lamp but nothing is there, old instinct I guess, I stand up carefully so I make sure not to wake up any of the others as I feel the boat tip back and forth, I crept through the room slowly toward the door, the creaking causing a little whining from my little sister but she falls asleep as I step to the door, opening it slowly as I step out to the wooden floor below my feet that creak as I make sure to keep my steps calm and fluid. I turn my head to see another one of the kids sneaking out, she has bright blonde yellow hair, she has bright green eyes and bright caucasian skin, she yelps and has a bit of a pouty face and motions to be quite or she will beat the crap out of me with her hands. In return I simply give her the "ok" hand symbol and turn to the left of the halls, I begin travelling down while watching my footing to make sure I don't wake anyone up, as I travel down I look around the hall to make sure nobody catches me as I soon spot the storage room as I do, I quickly shuffle forward and open the door slowly, it being quite heavy to push open with how short I am. It soon opens after a minute and I walk in slowly, I soon spot my family's luggage after a few minutes and walk to the chest my mom has hidden from me and the other family members, I soon lift up trying to see what it is but I see to be stopped by a lock. By the looks and age it's of course back from the edo period, simple and easy to break as I would pull out my hair pin, letting my long hair fall down as I extend the leg of the pin and insert it into a opening on the lock and begin twisting it slowly, this goes on for a few minutes until it finally opens up. I smile upon success and lift up, the chest finally opens up as I look in to see multiple items. First in the chest is a sword, the blade seems like a katana by the looks and I pick it up, as both my hands grasp the hilt my eyes widen, the blades color soon changes as part of it becomes a light green, upon sight of this I think [what the hell has mom been holding in here?] I soon put it down and look to a nearly folded piece of clothing, it seems like a small robe or kimono as it's yellow with a pattern of white shapes on it, I decide not to mess with it out of respect and not wanting to anger my mother at my snooping. I then see a picture, it has a young man with yellow hair and a frantic look as if the ever living soul was sucked out of him, he is quite full of color in terms of skin and how his hair is a bright shade of yellow and the bangs a darker near orange shade. Next to him I see a short women around the same age, she has a calm smile and dark pink eyes along with a dark shade of brown hair, I reach toward the picture calmly before a hand wraps around my wrist, my eyes widen and I slam my other hand back but stop as I see it is my mother. I sigh and look over "sorry, you just hid so much from me and sis, I just needed to know" I say as my mother sighs, she would smile and reaches down, grabbing the picture and points to the man in the picture, she says "that's your great grandfather….." she then points to the young woman "and that's your great grandmother….." she puts it down and would proceed to caress my face "your great grandfather was a hero and assisted in a dangerous cause long ago, during the edo period japan was terrorized by creatures called demons, nobody knew how to stop them and world would be subjugated in fear if it wasn't for the demon slayers, a group of individuals who utilized color changing swords that harnessed sunlight to kill demons, they also used special combat styles to enhance their physical capabilities to become a match for said creatures, these techniques were called breathing styles your great grandfather was among the group of slayers who brought freedom to the world by killing the demon king, with that japan came to peace….there, now….." she slaps the back of his head with a furious look "STOP SNOOPING AROUND YOU IDIOT!" I groan holding my head with a tear down my eye and nod, she then stands up "come on it's time to go back to sleep my son…..Floki…….". I stand up and follow behind, rubbing my eyes, only wanting to have a nice, quite, and warm sleep.