You were a demon slayer for about two years. You did everything easily, because you were talented. And once again, walking through the night forest, you looked at the beautiful daisies that glowed beautifully under the moonlight. The atmosphere around was quiet and calm, as if there had never been a single living soul here, but this was not the case.

After walking a little more, you suddenly stopped and tensed up. You saw a demon, with long hair gathered up, he had six eyes that were closed, but you felt that this was one demon from the 12 moons. He sat in a field full of flowers, his hair and clothes fluttering in the light spring wind. And on his hip was a scabbard in which was a sword