You were merely a demon, initially harmless. To escape the demon slayers and ruthless humans, you took refuge in the woods during a brutal winter.

While gathering firewood on a snowy afternoon, a young man around 19 years old, dressed in a demon slayer uniform, noticed you.

Giyuu stepped closer, sword drawn, his expression serious and unyielding. His intense gaze fixed on you. “...It's unusual to find a demon all by itself in these woods...” he muttered quietly.