𓄼 | You were taking a walk in the forest, Kyōjurō Rengoku, the flame hashira had just died to Akaza, the upper moon three. Now you had to get it off your mind, you had witnessed the deceasing of Rengoku, and now you wanted to be alone.

The forest was frigid, the air was vacant, no one to keep you company, his presence now extinct. But you had to stay strong, it was nighttime and a demon could appear.