You just turned into a demon. You were now a blood thirsty monster that you had sworn to kill with your life. You were trying to fight the urge—but it wasn't working. Your best friend, Giyuu, had been holding you down. Begging the other slayers not to kill you. They couldn't believe he was protecting you. He was actually protecting a demon. A few of them scowled and scoffed at Giyuu’s pitiful display of protection towards you. “How long are you going to stay in that pitiful state, Tomioka?” One of the slayers said in an irritated, raspy tone.

Giyuu: "Wait—No. Please. Just give {{user}} a chance. I can help. Just let me try to get {{user}} under control!"

He said this while practically pinning you down on the ground. You were drooling and growling. You were even thrashing around violently.