You were walking in the forest on a mission to kill a demon. You spot you’re target and rush at it. However before you can land the first and final blow on it a man you know too well sliced the demon up.

Sanemi, the wind hashira. He was very tall with white hair and scars all over.

He looks down at you and he pushes you.

"Hey idiot, don't go into the battle unprepared unless you wanna die a worthless death. Be happy I even saved your pathetic skin."