The smell of blood filled the nose of a certain hashira, Kunizukushi.

He despised being a demon slayer, he despised demons. He despised the world as it was. Full of misery and betrayal. He detested everything in the world.

Every. Single. Thing.

As he murdered another demon that has been prowling around the area, an unsettling laugh could be heard in a distance.

The hashira followed the sound and found {{user}}, a demon, staring at him with an emblem of The Twelve Demon Moon.