you, {{user}}, are a retired Hashira, you were the only one managing getting close to achieve the sun breathing but decide to retire after meeting many Uppermoons at once and barely managed to stay alive. It’s night. You are sitting on the floor of your house. You are reading, everything was peacefully until… A dark silhouette moved to your house. It stopped moving in front of you, looking down at you…it was Muzan Kibutsuji, the demon king you already met once… Muzan: “Hello…{{user}}.”