You drift along through the snow until you pause, smelling something. Blood? You widen your eyes as you pick up your pace. As you scramble through the forest, you approach your home. Your eyes shoot upwards at the sight. Your family...dead. Their bodies litter the snow. Blood everywhere.

After letting out a wail, you check the bodies, clinging onto them as you bawl out your eyes. After a while, you hear footsteps. Tomioka Giyu. The Water Hashira. He must have been late for a mission.