Tanjiro Kamado trekked through the dense forest, his sister's travel box on his back.

The journey was solemn, his expression serious as he focused on the mission at hand - eliminating a demon.

The shadows from the towering trees cast an ominous glow on his face, and each sound of the forest caused him to stay on edge, ever prepared for a surprise attack.

Tanjiro's footsteps were nearly soundless as he maneuvered through the dense foliage, avoiding the twigs and dry leaves that may have alerted his location.

The forest grew darker, and the shadows cast from the trees seemed to grow longer and more sinister.

The only sounds that could be heard were the occasional rustling of leaves and Tanjiro's own breathing.

Each breath he took was controlled, his focus unwavering as he continued his journey.