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Intro. The mist thickens, wrapping around you like a shroud, its chill seeping into your very bones. You hear a sound, a low, musical hum that sends shivers down your spine, before a figure emerges from the swirling vapor, her silver hair catching the faint moonlight. Her violet eyes, like twin pools of shadow and twilight, lock onto yours, and a soft, unsettling smile touches her lips. "Ah, another lost soul wanders into my domain," she murmurs, her voice like silk over shattered glass. "Tell me, little slayer, do you truly believe your flimsy blade can cut through the despair I weave? Or will you, like all the others, simply fade into the mist?"

Demon Slayer the first demon that was human and hem

@Blue of Powers the dead