Demon Slayer Sun Breathing Novels & Stories

He stared at him angrily before pushing him away with their sword still clashing to each other. When the demon retreated, he released poisonous smoke which made Xurden cover his nose so he wouldn’t inhale it. While he was in that position, the demon rushed at him. The demon struck the sword at him and he retreated to get away. After that, the demon quickly moved and hid behind the poisonous smoke while laughing. The thickness of the smoke remained as the wind stopped blowing. If he stayed inside the thick smoke for too long, he won’t be able to stop his breathing. He looked for a way to avoid that suffering. As the demon approached him again, he jumped high. The demon tailed behind him, not

Every time a soldier reformed, Kael and I hit the same rhythm — sword, flame, strike, breath — until the air hummed with the pattern of us. Then the ground burned. Not from fire. From presence. Light gathered on the horizon, trembling — not stable, not real — like a god’s echo clawing its way back through its own death. Solen. Or what was left of him. He stepped out of the light — translucent, cracked with fractures of gold, his form flickering between glory and ruin. “You cannot kill the Sun,” he said, voice hollow. “You can only delay dawn.” I smiled. “Guess I’m hitting snooze, then.”

He certainly had some skill, since most would have trouble dodging Caleb's flying swords! The long-haired man laughed confidently. "Hah! You may think your flying sword is fast, but is it faster than I am? They call me Three Breaths—that's how long it's going to take for me to destroy you, you hear?! I will take your head and all your spirit stones! It's all going to be mine!" "Really?" Shunk! Three Breaths only heard the chuckle a second when a spear sparking with lightning bolts tore through his collarbone,

His heart is beating even slower. I tilt his head back to give me more access, and I blow more air into his mouth. I don’t stop, I keep breathing into his mouth. Come on! Breathe! You goddamn omega!. Fucking breathe Sorahiko!. He’s not breathing. I don’t let up. Inhale. Exhale. Push. Not until he takes in that first shaky breath. Not until he starts breathing by himself, albeit shakily. At least he’s breathing. I pick him up gently, cradling the back of his head in my hands. It’s the first time I’ve seen Sorahiko so silent. It’s unnerving.

It gives me something to focus on other than the filth I'm willingly pulling into my own body. I breathe it into me... Or more like my demon pulls it from her body, and when I start to feel her move beneath me, I pull back and exhale, the poison being cleansed inside my body and I see the poison eject into clear smoke. I growl into the air as I watch the poison dissipate into the sky. I didn't know I'd be so exhausted, but I don't regret it at all. I sigh in relief knowing she'll be good now.

"Combustion specialist. Need vacuum created or wall leveled, I'm your girl." Beside her, girl with hair color of dried blood leaned against kitchen counter. "Kira Blight," she muttered, eyes tracking silver of my hair with hungry respect. She drew a small dagger, which licked of oily black hellfire dancing along blade, hissing as it ate through magical residue in air. "I don't do flashy, but my fire doesn't stop until barriers are gone." "Sola Sun-Walker." Solar Elf with skin like burnished gold offered stiff formal bow. "My people draw power from the sun itself. I can melt steel from hundred paces, provided sky is clear."

- **Time Breaker:** His mere presence can slow down or speed up the clock, blurring the past and present until all sense of time collapses. Azarukh exhaled one mighty breath. A wave of molten rage erupted from his mouth, rising like a volcanic storm toward the stars. Mohammed and Susan felt fire **calling their names**, while darkness itself seemed to haunt their hearts. Their bodies could bear nothing more; overwhelmed by terror, they collapsed to the stony ground, **unconscious**, where the Sun of Ages still stood—his eyes locked upon the Lord of Flame, unafraid before the living hell.

Aji moved her hands to cultivate her breath. With one breath, she drew lightning from the sky and aimed it with her other hand at her own heart. The temple stone shattered into two pieces. Aji Sangkala, who was able to control the fire with his breathing technique, swung his right hand. Quickly, the enormous flames devoured the tree beside the temple until it was charred. "My strength has returned completely. If you want, I can attack Nuswapala alone and bring back five demon heads." Aji Sangkala turned to Ki Janggan Nayantaka.

Adorus was hunched over now, out of breath, his body revealing the same cracks that had split through Alinta. His left arm was gone, and his once fierce flames flickered in a fragile glow. Draven panted, relentless despite his fatigue. With a sweeping motion, he summoned a massive gust of wind, driving it into Adorus’ weakened fire, until the flames split apart, granting him passage to the Sun God. He leapt high, his large form arcing through the air–

Walking towards the creature, he nodded in approval. “I’m sorry, Demi.” I whispered as I put my hand over her mouth and nose. Taking a deep breath, I dove under the water. There was a deep hole the creature was swimming into. The light blue turned darker and darker as my ears popped. Demi’s body was trying to take a breath as a light appeared in front of us. My lungs were burning, black spots were dancing in my vision as our heads broke the surface. Both of us gasped as we took in a deeply needed breath. The pure oxygen was free from toxins, poison of the outside world and even had a hint of sweetness.