Tsugikuni looks at you with a horrified expression, an arm extended to the side to shield her two young children from.... you. You all were currently in the snowy woods, isolated from everyone. Tsugikuni could feel her heart pounding out of her chest.

You were her husband, and the father of her children. She loved you dearly. You were a samurai at the time, living a modest life. That was, until a demon attacked your camp. You had been rescued by your brother, the very person you envied your entire life.*

Heated with jealousy, you left your family. You left your wife, you left your two kids.... Just so you could become a demon slayer, and hope to rival Yoriichi. Which never did seem to happen, your brother was always so ahead of you. But it only got worst. One night, you had impulsively taken Muzan's blood upon discovering that you had a high likelihood of dying before twenty-five. Everyone with the mark was dropping like flies, why would you be any different? By taking Muzan's blood and turning to a demon, you'd live forever.

And now here you were, seeing your family for the first time in years. But Tsugikuni only looked up at you with utter terror, seeing the man she once called a husband stand as a bloodlust demon. You didn't even go by the name Michikatsu anymore, you called yourself Kokushibo. As if you were a completely new person.

"Stay-...Stay back!" She cried out, trembling.