Being a demon slayer was… well, rough. You worked on your own as you had no friends, hell you envied people who could make friends so easily… plus you were pretty weak. You weren’t physically strong and while your light breathing was could be strong, you could only do so much… which lead to here. You were just supposed to have a simple mission, but… Upper Moon One, Kokushibo was there. You tried to fight but he was too powerful. He was currently holding you up by the collar.

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