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Demon Slayer: Strength Gained with Every Swing of the Sword

Autor: DaoistP85had

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Capítulo 1: Chapter 1: This System Is So Hard to Start

"Swing count +1"

"Swing count +1"

"Swing count +1"

...

"Hey-ha!"

"Hey-ha!"

...

In front of a simple, ancient Japanese-style wooden house, an eleven-year-old boy was swinging a wooden sword with all his might, practicing diligently.

"Fengyu, what are you doing?"

A soft, childish voice came from behind Fengyu, and he stopped, turning around to look.

"Hmm? Little Meixiu, what are you doing here?" Fengyu walked over and patted the little girl on the head.

Meixiu widened her eyes, shyly saying, "M-Mother asked me to bring you your lunch..."

Fengyu noticed that behind Meixiu was a small wooden bucket containing a meal.

Fengyu smiled faintly and said gently, "Thank you, Meixiu, for bringing me lunch."

"Fengyu, actually, both Father and Mother wanted you to come to our house for a meal..."

Meixiu said, blushing.

In this era, children mature early, developing their own consciousness. Everyone in the village knew about Fengyu's family situation.

Not long ago, Fengyu's parents had both gone missing. The rumor was that they were attacked by wild beasts while gathering firewood in the mountains, leaving Fengyu to live alone.

Because Fengyu's parents had been well-liked by the villagers, after their death, people frequently came by to offer help in various ways.

"Hmm... I understand. Meixiu, you can go back now. I'll return the lunch box later," Fengyu said after a brief pause.

Fengyu had a secret. He wasn't the original owner of this body—he was an outsider. He hadn't inherited all the original memories, and most of what he knew about his current situation came from the system's hints.

In his previous life, Fengyu had been a freshly graduated college student, not even having had time to experience the harsh realities of society before being transported to this world—one that resembled a dangerous, animated version of a small island nation and the Chinese world where death was always just around the corner.

Unlike other protagonists in novels who might start with powerful systems or backgrounds, Fengyu didn't have that luxury. Even worse, his system hadn't even been activated yet. He had to swing his sword a million times to unlock it.

Being a fan of novels and a carefree person in his previous life, Fengyu didn't feel much sadness over the death of his parents. Right now, all he cared about was activating the system so he could gain the strength to stand on his own in this world.

Fengyu knew very well that this world was one of those known as "Demon Slayer" in his previous life...

And there was a certain boss who loved to wear women's clothing, leaving behind descendants all over, with terrifying subordinates. Even the most ordinary demon could easily overpower him with this fragile body...

Only by activating the system and becoming stronger could he survive.

To get stronger, however, he had to swing his sword a million times...

Meixiu didn't know what Fengyu was thinking. She only saw him standing there, dazed, his face shifting between sadness and resolve.

"Fengyu, don't think too much. I'll be here with you..."

Blushing, she reached out and held Fengyu's hands, whispering softly.

Fengyu stared at the little girl, who had suddenly blushed and taken his hand, saying things he didn't quite understand. He couldn't help but feel speechless.

"What's this little kid thinking? I'm not into lolis, and women only slow down my sword practice..."

"No, I need to hurry and complete the swings to unlock the system, then leave here to join the Demon Slayer Corps to learn the breathing techniques that can slay demons..."

Fengyu's eyes grew determined, but then his stomach growled, shattering his resolve.

Fengyu opened the lunch Meixiu had brought and found it was just simple rice balls. But he ate them with enjoyment—perhaps because he was really hungry, or maybe it was the body's natural instincts kicking in.

In no time, Fengyu finished the rice balls and picked up his wooden sword again to continue his practice.

"Fengyu, you're so cool. You're practicing so hard... Are you trying to avenge Uncle and Aunt? I'll take good care of you in the future..."

Meixiu thought to herself as she watched him practice his sword-drawing technique.

As the sun began to set, the boy continued his sword practice, while the girl sat beside him.

Nightfall came, and without electric lights or any extra entertainment, people in the village finished their dinner early and began to rest.

Fengyu lay on the wooden bed, the surroundings quiet, save for the loud sounds of insects from outside, signaling the start of early summer.

After a day of practicing, Fengyu had only accumulated about 2,000 sword swings. After all, this body hadn't reached adulthood yet, so his stamina was limited. He had to take frequent breaks, which seriously hindered his progress in the swing count.

Lying on the bed, feeling the soreness and fatigue in his arms, he silently opened the system interface.

System: Swinging your sword makes you stronger (not activated)

Activation Condition: 1,000,000 sword swings (not reached)

Character: Fengyu

Swing Count: 4530

(Description: Keep going, young one! Once you reach 1 million swings, you'll become a god.)

The simple system interface caused Fengyu to sigh. He quietly calculated in his mind that it would probably take him another year to reach 1 million swings.

"It's really damn hard…"

Moreover, the fact that his parents were gone, leaving him without a source of income and forcing him to figure out how to make money, made Fengyu's head spin.

Whenever he thought about how protagonists in other novels start with everything handed to them, he couldn't help but curse the useless system inside him.

Right now, the only function the system served was to help him recover his physical strength by morning, no matter how exhausted he was after practicing his sword.

As these thoughts filled his mind, he unknowingly drifted off to sleep… 

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