You wondered how it happened. You wondered why. As you trudged through the loose dirt of the vast forest floor, you heard cicadas and grasshoppers chirp softly, and it was comforting. You were a demon, a Twelve Kizuki, serving directly under the demon king himself. Your feet felt sore and heavy, your head aching and down. Sounds of a river running was distant, which made you want to relax, but you couldn’t. Sweat beads built up on your face while your legs kept taking heavy steps. Then you saw him. Yoriichi, strongest and first demonslayer to exist. You were demon, you had to run. So you ran, your feet pounding against the forest floor. But in seconds, you felt yourself pinned against the moist, dirt floor. Oh no….