The night Muzan died, the world itself seemed to shudder.
I didn't need Athena's analysis to sense it—the ripple of despair tearing through the demonic bloodline.
Across Japan, scattered wretches clawed at their throats and screamed in terror before collapsing into dust.
Even the Upper Moons, bound by his will, flickered out of existence like dying flames.
The last remnants of a nightmare that had plagued this land for a thousand years are obliterated out of existence.
By eliminating Muzan, I hadn't just removed the progenitor—I had unlocked two monumental gains.
First: the ability to traverse this world freely. Time, place, and timeline no longer restricted me. I could enter this era anytime, with full access to its events, knowledge, and opportunities .
Second: the accumulation of pure narrative leverage—plot force. The act of erasing the progenitor granted me a staggering 1,000,000 points of plot force. Converting that into to its universal counterpart, 100,000 U.P.F. surged into my core.
Making my U.P.F. reserves into 100,397 U.P.F{A/N:7 u.p.f is universal plot force the core generated just by alex staying in this world.}
The real work, however, was just beginning.
The Kamados, oblivious to the significance of the Blue Spider Lilies, provided directions to the flowers near Mount Kumotori to my servants. Their ignorance was perfect—it meant no one could anticipate my intentions.
Within hours, the lilies were in my possession. Faintly glowing, alive, yet untouched by human fear or greed.
With in my hands.I asked Athena to make the perfect ghost serum.
> "Athena: Reconstruction complete. Ghost Serum perfected."
I drank it immediately.
Fire, ice, and shadow coursed through me. My cells shredded and rebuilt themselves—stronger, faster, immortal. My pulse became a drumbeat of godlike vitality. The air seemed to hum with my presence.
> "Evolution complete. New powers acquired: Perfect Ghost Physiology, Absolute Bloodline Control, Enhanced Biokinesis, Enhanced Regeneration, Perfect Shapeshifting, Enhanced Creation of Demons, Command Over Demons, Psychological Mastery, Soul and Memory Integration, Elemental and Blood Demon Arts Mastery."
I was no longer human. I flexed my hands. My blood shimmered with unnatural light, faintly visible beneath my skin. I could feel every strand of my being—every cell, every atom—responding to my will.
I've even officially reached 6-C tier in strength.
I checked out my new powers:
Perfect Ghost Physiology: Total regeneration, immortality, and invulnerability. Wounds, poisons, or diseases cannot harm me. Unlike Muzan, sunlight cannot destroy me. My body adapts to all environments instantly.
Absolute Bloodline Control: I can manipulate my essence at will. Shapeshifting, limb regeneration, internal restructuring, and blood manipulation are instantaneous. Every cell obeys my commands perfectly.
Enhanced Biokinesis: With this I can create weaponized body parts, morph into multiple forms simultaneously, and restructure my physiology for offense, defense, or stealth.
Enhanced Regeneration: Every injury—no matter how catastrophic—is healed within seconds. Even dismemberment or internal destruction is temporary; my body reassembles perfectly without delay.
Perfect Shapeshifting: Any disguise, any form, any age or gender—flawless and undetectable. I can even mimic voices, scents, and aura patterns. My transformations are now almost instantaneous.
Creation of Demons (Enhanced): Blood infused with my power can create demons far stronger than Muzan's originals. These creations inherit enhanced traits.
Command Over Demons: For any demon of my lineage, my presence compels loyalty or fear, overriding natural resistance.
Psychological Mastery: My aura and presence can bend minds with subtlety or force. Humans and demons alike perceive me as an apex being, instinctively obeying or recoiling from me.
Soul and Memory Integration: Absorbing knowledge, memories, and skills from others is instantaneous. My mind can process and implement them perfectly, granting me mastery over every absorbed ability.
Elemental and Blood Demon Arts Mastery: All elemental, shadow, and blood-based abilities Muzan possessed are now mine—and enhanced. I can create, combine, or alter them on the fly with absolute precision.
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(Random Demon Slayer POV — battlefield)
"Wha—what?!" a random demon slayer shouted as the Lower Rank demon he was dueling disintegrated mid-strike.
The monster had moved to slash him, and suddenly… nothing. Just dust, drifting silently in the night air. It convulsed, panicked, collapsing with shrieks of terror that chilled the blood.
"This… this isn't possible…" he whispered.
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(Hashira POV — Giyu Tomioka)
Giyu's calm, unreadable face betrayed slight tension. He sensed a void where Muzan's power had always lurked.
"He's… gone?" Giyu muttered under his breath, voice low but edged with disbelief. His hand still gripped the hilt of his sword, instinctively prepared for a fight that would never come.
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(Lady Tamayo POV — Tamayo)
Tamayo, who was working on treating a patient somewhere, paused suddenly. She noticed that the progenitor's influence—the invisible, suffocating aura—was gone. Years of careful planning had never promised this, yet it had happened.
"So… he is truly gone," she murmured, unsure of what to do with her life next.
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(Lord of Hashira POV — Kagaya Ubuyashiki)
Kagaya's pulse stuttered. The subtle, invisible weight that had clung to him—centuries of curse and fear passed down in the Ubuyashiki line—vanished. His cane clattered softly against the veranda floor as he steadied himself.
"My… curse…" His voice trembled slightly. He couldn't understand who had done this, only that the source of it was gone. Relief and awe wove through him like sunlight piercing a dark forest.
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Reports poured in over the following days—messages from demon slayers and civilians alike. Monsters had vanished without explanation; entire cells of demons, from Lower Ranks to the Upper Moons, were gone. Word spread quickly, reaching Kagaya directly. He confirmed the absence himself, and through him, the Hashira learned the truth.
The collective astonishment was unanimous. Years of vigilance, fear, and bloodshed had ended in a single night. The progenitor—the one who had dictated the fate of demons and cursed humanity alike—was no more.