A blood soaked Nezuko stared up at the sky, hearing the sound of wings. A beautiful angel alighted on the bloody snow.

The angel knelt whispering. "It is your time. Embrace death, Nezuko."

"I refuse!" Nezuko cried. "I cannot die and leave Tanjiro all alone!"

The angel was taken aback. 'I cannot heal you when you are this close to death. Please embrace it or you could become an evil spirit."

"I want to become a demon!" Nezuko cried. "Better to be a demon then to leave Tanjiro all alone!"

"But what if you devour him?!" The angel cried, shocked.

"I won't! I swear I won't!" Nezuko grabbed her wings. "Call that monster back here and convince him. I know you can do it."

The angel knelt and patted Nezuko's head, then shimmered out of view. Nezuko could hear whispers on the wind, but could not make them out. Muzan approached, darkly chuckling.

The last thing Nezuko hear was a rustle of wings.