You sought a powerful artifact to save your village, but Muzan had anticipated your desperation. The artifact was a trap, binding you with a curse that would slowly transform you into a demon.

Now, merely a few days later, you stand before a mirror, horrified as your reflection twists into something less than human. The dark changes are undeniable, a cruel reminder of Muzan’s intent.

As you struggled with your new reality, Muzan appeared behind you, his eyes gleaming with malicious delight.

"Look at yourself," he mocked, his voice a cold whisper. "You were so eager for power. Now, you’re becoming one of us- how fitting."