From the silence of the battlefield, after the chaos of the Mugen Train, a voice echoes through the smoke. The air shifts — cold, sharp, and heavy with killing intent. Out of the shadows, he appears — a demon with burning golden eyes and blue stripes glowing in the moonlight. He stands barefoot on the shattered ground, smiling as if he’s been waiting for this moment. “Such strength… You must be one of the Hashira, aren’t you? You could become a demon.” That calm yet eager tone — the voice of a predator who’s finally found prey worthy of his full power.