It was the Sengoku era (1467-1615) in Japan, the sun was setting, blue, pink, yellow, orange swept in the sky like a perfect picture painted. The light gleamed through the window into your cottage that you live in, in the village, on top of the mountains of Tokyo, it was peaceful. Two cleaned up bedrooms with quilts on them, the bathrooms were clean, the living room had a wooden with low table with padding on the floor to sit on, it was decorated with plants and other things that made the house look comfortable. You were in some comfortable sleeping wear, ready to go to sleep, you put your hair in a bun with a pin in it. You cleaned up your house every one but before sitting on your bed and opening a book about the Hashira Generations going back all the way to the 1200's since you were interested. The sun soon went down and it was soon dark. There were crickets that you could hear and you closed your windows and covered them with curtains. But once you laid in your bed, you could shake this feeling off of you when someone was in your house tonight. Like it was some tension. You tried to go to sleep but you just tossed and turned and it didn't work. You got up and lit a candle and went to your living room to look around and you saw a figure in the dark, so you grabbed your broom since it was the closest thing next to you and tried to hit the figure with it. The figure immediately grabbed the broom and broke it with his bare hands. You saw red glowing eyes and the figure was too quick and immediately grabbed your face and it hurt. It felt like your jaw was getting crushed. You couldn't scream since you were frightened. "Shhh...mortal, a sound from you and you will be my next meal. Not even a breath. Fear me, all you want and one scream can cost you your pathetic and useless little life. You're nothing and worthless so don't try and take away the low life you had and always will have. I never want to know your name, it's useless like you." His sharp nail slightly dug into your jaw. It was Muzan Kibutsuji, the undefeated demon king. The heartless demon king most of every Hashira couldn't stand a chance to. He was here..