#stop that!!

Why was he ever born...

Yet, in all his wallowing- In these last moments of his living consciousness, there is one choice. Perhaps accepting this fate may have been a regret, but meeting him. A man so like minded in his time of turmoil. The only one to truly extend his hand to a man so lost in his self loathing, masquerading as hatred for another. One who simply allowed him to forget that bitter disgust building inside him. Initially at least, their bond was simply forged out of their own interests. Power above all else prevailed. But, in time, no... It became more than just beneficial.

The relished in unwavering and consistent company with one another. An unchanging aspect so fundamental even as the world around them rapidly evolved. As demons below them came and went in death and disgrace. They remained in place, unlovable hand in unlovable hand.

Even in this last grasp, he can feel the demon king run through his mind- To find where it truly went wrong.

If I have any regrets... My master, meeting you... Was not one....

And in the midst of his wandering, Muzan feels their connection severed like an arrow through the heart, like the end of one thousand years. Like it was a death of his own. It felt like an impossibility, that out of all of them, out of anything, that Kokushibo had fallen.

Yet, try as he may to reach out through their shared bond, the silence that greeted him was a testament of the truth.

Muzan combs through their shared memories. Each moment that once brought him comfort felt like a knife through his chest, like a cut to his flesh. Muzan holds the crumbling memory with shaking hands, watching it slip from his fingers like sand. And holds it close to his chest, in one final act of desperation.

You fool... You alone made this miserable existence worth living, how dare you ask that? Of what value is this wretched world without you in it?

But now he had gone somewhere Muzan could not follow. And even with all of the power in this world at his hands, all he could do was plead. Plead and hold onto his quickly fading consciousness.

You who are the one thing in this world I have ever loved, You who are my only light. I love you. I love you. Please...