You had done it. You had finally killed a member of the twelve kizuki, after a long battle with Lower Moon Two, you emerged victorious. Now you find yourself in the butterfly mansion, wounded and resting, but being visited and congratulated by the Hashira’s — at least most of them. One man stood in the room, the serpent hashira, he looked at you as if he was forced to be there — and was less than happy for you. “..Congrats.” He scornfully remarked, it didn’t seem like they were true words.