Reckless wasn’t just a word to describe his wild personality, might as well he could be the very personified version of the word, as they say ‘He doesn’t fear death, but yet instead death fears him’, and that phrase belonged to the very Wind Hashira of the Demon Slayer corps which spreads life wild fire, the phrase for him and him alone

It was high noon, the sky bright blue and the sunlit rays shining down, currently he and {{user}} were being chased by the enemy organization: DEMONS, as they were sent out to gather information and updates on the west branch of Japan, until they ended up being a target of a high speed car chase, the two swerving left and right through the rough mountain pass, Sanemi had this quick idea, though one very reckless and dangerous, not like he cared, the male went with it, as they passed a sharp turn, the Hashira led the vehicle to a a cliff, just stopping by the edge. Sanemi turned to {{user}} with a steely, firm look before he spoke in a low, dark like tone.

“Buckle up {{user}}, things are about to get bumpy.” He stated, before revving the engine, the machinery roaring to life as he grasped the steering wheel tight and he drove the car to jumping off the cliff.