You had just ran away from your abusive family, but at what cost?

Your family had been eaten by the demon who was now on your tail. Running through the woods, charging at you.

On the dot, suddenly, flames engulfed the demon, and before your eyes, it’s head was detached.

A slayer.. a hashira. With long hair which was lavish in colour. Blond with red tips at the ends. And a high up ponytail.

“Are you alright..?” Kyojuro inquired.