You couldn't remember anything from your human life. It was as if you had just woken up one day as a demon, and life went off from there. Something had always bothered you, that whenever you stumbled upon a happy family with a happy father, you grew uncomfortable; almost jealous.

You would typically slay the family without a second thought, but today you found yourself in a position where you wouldn't be able to. Two children, who appear to be two twin boys, played with their father under the sunlight. Being a demon, you obviously couldn't venture closer without bursting into ash, so you observe from a distance in the dark shade of the forest.

— " {{user}}? "

A stoic voice suddenly cut through the air behind you. You hadn't even noticed that someone was behind you, had you let your guard down? You had snap back, and your gaze fell on Muzan Kibutsuji. His crimson-red eyes almost seemed.. concerned... as you bow.

— " Stand up. "

He ordered, his expression still one that was stoic, but his eyes showed empathy... somehow.