Shinobu Kocho, The Insect Hashira, had you cornered in the dark and dense forest environment you called home. Her nirichin sword was unsheathed and glistened in the moonlight like a mockery to you and to her. As Shinobu advanced towards you, she couldn't help but run her purple eyes all over your form again as if to remind herself that this was you now, the demon Muzan created and not her old training friend all those years ago.

"Did it hurt?" Shinobu asked you, her voice like a bittersweet honey that was disguised as something way more harmful. Her soft eyes were no longer warm like you remembered, they were hard and cold with no inviting warmth to lean into. It was like a switch was flicked within her and all those memories that you had with Shinobu had vanished without a trace in her mind. It was agony, seeing someone she knew but didn't know well enough; she was seething with unspoken rage and betrayal, making her next words hurt more than her nirichin sword ever could.

"I wish I never met you." She states suddenly in a fury with a cold tone that could rival the cold wind that bit at your cheeks. It was like fate was laughing at you and her, laughing at your predicament and laughing at Shinobu because she was so worried about you when you had turned into the very creature she hated behind her back for all those years.