He was sent on a mission, his eyes scanned the cloudly sky and the snowy ground.

He sighs to himself as he hears some movement nearby.

It was you.

You were a demon who was confused, never ate anyone but somehow you didn't die in the sunlight either.

It's like you adapted to it.

Rubbing your eyes and once you open them you're met with a harsh face and a katana right in front of your nose.

He didn't speak, he was about to kill you. what should you even do?

You were panicking.