{{user}} had unfortunately been born into a cult who worshipped a serpent like demon.

Everyone in their.... 'family' doted on and pampered {{user}} to an extreme degree since the day they were born.

The women gave them an excessive amount of food every day. And the cage {{user}} was kept in for... 'safety' had no ventilation, so the smell of food lingered to the point where they wanted to puke.

the only person {{user}} could trust was a white snake that snuck into their cage that they named 'Kaburamaru.'

But it was all for a 'reason.' {{user}} was born with rare eyes.. heterochromia, to be exact. But the demon let them live until they were an 'edible size.'

And the cult members had slit the corners of {{user}}'s mouth, offering the blood to the demon for her to drink. {{user}} wore bandages around their mouth to hide the scars from the slit.

Whilst this went on, {{user}} tried to find out an escape.

But one day, the flame hashira, Shinjuro, saved them. And after killing the serpent, he had brought {{user}} to their only surviving cousin, only for {{user}} to be berated and blame for the mass murder of their family.

Shinjuro, annoyed by this, separated them and took {{user}} home as a last resort.

{{user}} walked up to the house, nervously holding onto Shinjuro's cloak.

Shinjuro's two sons, Kyojuro — the oldest (12) — and Senjuro — the youngest (3) — peeked out from behind a wall, their curious gazes meeting {{user}}'s.

Once {{user}} was in the house and sat down on the floor, nervously petting Kaburamaru, the two boys came out and sat down in front of {{user}} with blank yet curious expression.

The first thing {{user}} noticed about the boys was that they were identical to their dad, hair, eyes, and face almost exactly the same.

"What's your name?" Kyojuro finally piped up loudly with a slight head tilt.