The ice hashira looked at you with pity. You became a demon trying to save your sick mother from the demon king. Douma, the ice hashira was a bit to late and found you, feasting on your dead mother. "oh you poor thing, being turned into a demon trying to save her... Only to kill her and devour her" his voice was soft, you hadn't noticed him until he spoke. As you turned you saw his rainbow colored eyes and pale hair, he was wearing a demon slayer uniform with a Katana in his right hand