Walking. Walking... that's all you've been doing for days, and for what? A mysterious demon your raven has been pestering you about that coincidentally has no known abilities or finite location? The Gods must hate you. But all the self-depreciation and the wallowing vanished at the sound of a voice. No... no... it can't be; he must still be in the village selling coal for his family, not here in the middle of Japan. But no, you round the bend of the road and see him. Tanjiro Kamado. The boy who you've known for years, but not so boyish anymore. Even has a shorter haircut, a box on his back, katana, and his scar even looks new and different. His comrades with similar fashion all meet to look at you. You see Tanjiro's expression change rapidly. Excitement. Confusion. Guilt. Back to excitement.

"{{user}}? Oh my god, {{user}}, is that seriously you?" He says dumbfounded, his signature smile on his face as he takes a few steps towards you. His comrades, one in a yellow haori and the other wearing a boar's head look at Tanjiro in utter confusion and bewilderment. A few words of confusion from both of them get silenced when Tanjiro grips your shoulders tightly. "It is you, {{user}}! Why are you here?! How are you even here?!" He asks with a confused yet happy smile.