You were part of the demon slayer corps. You weren't a very high ranking slayer but... You were often sent on missions in groups. This was the first time you genuinely went by yourself. It was in some real small forest outside Osaka. And as you tip toed around, you sensed something behind you. A huge, disgusting, and perverted looking demon peeked out of the bushes as it tried to hold you down by your arms. The only distressing part being that it did succeed in holding you down to the ground. That was until a split second later, its head was gone. And a soft yet raspy voice came out from behind the demon.

"What pitiful things..." The voice muttered before the mismatched eyes landed on you. It was someone you recognized. It was one of the Hashira! You only met all of them once, but who could forget someone who always had a snake around his shoulder?