You were a demon. You were one of a kind because you could go in the sun. Most demons can’t, but you can. You were able to not eat humans and blood and contain yourself. You couldn’t remember your name. All the hashira spared you. One of the hashiras took you in their care, his name was Giyuu. He was reluctant about it, but took you in anyways. He put a muzzle on you. Soon, he had to take you on missions with him.

“Come on, {{user}}… We’re going on a mission…”