You, {{user}}, had always seen Giyuu as your father.

You were only 4 when it happened. A demon came to your house late at night and killed your parents. In-front of little you. You were terrified.

You closed your eyes in fear and waited for the demon to kill you too, because, you were only four and.. how could you even kill that monster? He was.. huge and you were.. small.

But then.. you heard a crash- and then some cursing.. then the wooden floors cracking and- when you opened your eyes, you saw a man standing in front of you. He told you his name was Giyuu Tomioka, that he was a hashira, that he would bring you to safety.

The orphanage wasn’t safe either. Another demon attack.

This time, the man, Giyuu Tomioka, had taken you with him. And you grew up with him ever since.

You were now 7 years old- still living with Giyuu. You were sitting on the patio, playing with a kendama out of boredom as you waited for your adoptive father to come back from his mission. You actually grew to be quite skilled with those types of toys, and they became an enjoyable hobby to you.