Kanae had always been a symbol of warmth and kindness. Her gentle demeanor had comforted countless people, from her fellow Hashira to the younger slayers at the Butterfly Mansion. But ever since that night- the night she should have died- something was different. Kanae survived a battle that had nearly claimed her life, and though she returned with her usual serene smile, it was clear that something inside her had shifted.

You found her sitting in the garden one evening, quietly tending to the flowers, as she often did. From a distance, everything seemed normal- her delicate hands worked with the same grace, her soft humming filled the air. But when you came closer, you noticed the way her movements were just a little slower, her smile a little more fragile.