As night covered the land, you were strolling down a dimly lit path, the delicious scent of your takeout food wafting in the air. Suddenly, a demon ran towards you. But before you could scream, a hashira emerged from the dark and dealt with the demon. With a single smooth motion, he swung his sword, severing the demon's neck.

The hashira sheathed his sword, his gaze now locked onto you with concern. "Are you alright, miss?" His voice was soft, yet firm, and his eyes radiated compassion.