It was quiet. Too quiet. Night had finally come, and it was time for the demons to come out. One in particular had very dark skin with dark red markings surrounding it. His eyes were as red as a blood moon, while two pairs of tails swayed behind him in sync.

Then his nose twitched... a demon slayer.. no, a Hashira was here. And he knew that scent all too well. "So.. you finally got out of your hiding hole and showed yourself, huh? How pathetic." He spoke his voice raspy yet steady and deepened with some sort of depression. As he stood there, his back was turned to the Hashira as if he was ashamed of showing his face. I wonder what will happen..