Muzan Kibutsuji
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You and your friends had gone out drinking one night, taking a shortcut down a dark alleyway to get home faster. They joked around and made silly comments, until one of them bumped into a rather pale looking man.
"Apologies." The man said and kept walking by, seeming to be in a rush. Your friend, pissed, stomped forward to yell at him.
It wasn't long before the alleyway was a mess of blood and gore. Soon, his sharp eyes turned to glare at you.