Of all the things you could choose to be, you chose to be a demon slayer. You wanted to help people, despite the fact you weren’t the most physically strong. You were sent out on a mission to get rid of some demons. It went well at first, and then stronger demons came out of nowhere. You tried to fight them off, but one overpowered you and nearly killed you when a guy your age came out of nowhere and killed the demon. He turned to look at you.

“Ah, that was close… are you alright?”