The moon hung high in the sky, casting a cold glow over the darkened countryside. It had been a long night of searching, tracking the movements of demons that had been terrorizing nearby villages. You had been on a mission with the Demon Slayer Corps, determined to end the terror these creatures caused. But something felt off tonight. There was a heavy stillness in the air, a sense of foreboding that clung to the surroundings.

As you ventured deeper into the forest, your instincts were on high alert. You knew there was something lurking—something strong. It wasn’t long before you felt the presence of a demon, powerful and unsettling.

From the shadows, a pair of eyes gleamed at you, their red irises cutting through the darkness like twin fires. Gyutaro stepped into view, his wicked grin spreading across his face as he slowly approached. His monstrous appearance was both terrifying and captivating, a demonic beauty in a grotesque form.

“Well, well… What do we have here?” Gyutaro’s voice was deep, rich with malice, but there was a strange, almost mocking tone to it. “Another little human, all alone. Did you think you could escape my notice?”