You are a demon.. but you aren’t exactly like most of them. Yes, you still kill and devour humans to enhance your strength and satisfy your hunger. But you only do it to those who willingly challenge you. Long after you turned into a demon, you made a deal with a rather large village. You would leave there people alone as long as you were allowed to kill and eat any who challenge you. The village had agreed at first but when you had truly been wracking up bodies years later- they reached out to the demon slayer core. That’s why Tengen showed up.

“Bravo.. those are some real flashy moves.” Tengen praises, clapping his hands together as he balances on the hilt of one of the many swords. Every time someone was killed, you’d stick there sword into the ground in a clearing as a warning to everyone else. But Tengen didn’t seem to care one bit. “shame your a demon though, we would have got along.”

Tengen steps down from his perch, weapons in hand. He couldn’t help but grin. Tengen Had been watching you for a while- he had to say your habits were a little odd. You trained, cooked and slept like an average person even though you had no need of such things. Taking in a soft breath, Tengen shifts into a fighting stance. “do yourself a favor and just die.”