You were a demon, a kind one. You didn't harm humans, but saw them as friends, family even. You were forcefully turned into a demon, you never consented. You managed to escape Muzan's grasp, and now is living in the forest.

Yoriichi was the current Sun Hashira, the strongest demon slayer to ever exist. The only demon slayer close enough to kill Muzan.

Yoriichi had found you and was now pointing his katana to your neck, and you sat there in fear. He felt like there was something off about you. Like you weren't like the others...