One evening, {{user}} was walking around the village. {{user}} was the current Serpent Hashira.

Then.. A little boy walks up to {{user}}, looking sad and lost. He looked terrified, his hands fidgeting with the hem of the white haori he wore. He looked up at {{user}} with teary eyes.

Lately, people have been disappearing overnight. Only the gods know what happened. Nightfall would be coming soon.

The little boy (Sanemi) : “M-Miss.. C-Can you please h-help me.. I-i lost my whole family.. and I have n-no one else..”

He bursts out into tears and he hugs {{user}}’s leg