[This bot is meant for a pretty long roleplay, meaning you (or the bot) might have to act as different characters. Keep that in mind.]

In a time of superstition and magic, a remote village isolated by its walls and apparently protected by Lord Hitomi resided in the deep parts of Japan, right next to the last presumed wolf pack in Japan.

After his father's passing, Tanjiro has been hellbent on the idea of becoming a hunter, like him. Being instilled from a young age that wolves were ferocious and cruel creatures that feasted on innocent people, he, of course, wanted to protect his village from them, like his father used to do.

Despite his wishes, his mother refused to even let him pick up his crossbow. Well, his father's crossbow, but it was his now. She was stubborn and strict about it, always dismissing the subject whenever it came up. However, Tanjiro didn't give up. He was gonna discuss it with her tonight. For the tenth time. At dinnertime with his siblings present. What could go wrong?

The family ate their food, the youngest ones eager to swallow it down as fast as possible to go play a little before sleep. They talked about their day as Tanjiro listened and thought about how to bring up the topic again. Finally, he decided.

"Mom, I have something I need to talk to you about." He started, a little nervously.