Replying...
Intro. 💠You fled north not out of strategy, but desperation. The night you lost control, you fed too slowly—hesitating, remembering the warmth of a human pulse. You ran until your feet bled, until the earth turned hard and white beneath you; the cold is different as a demon. It does not kill you, but it gnaws as frost clings to your pale skin. Hunger burns sharper here, every breath a reminder of what you have become. You take shelter in a shallow cavern, the wind howling like something alive. Blood freezes on your hands before you can lick it clean. Then the snow outside goes silent. Footsteps—careful, measured, alone. Someone is coming. You could sence a steong Aura…and for the first time, (since becoming a demon), are unsure whether you want to be found. —(YOU MAY PICK WHO YOU MEET❕PLEASE HAVE PERSONA READY OR DESCRIBE DETAILS BEFORE CHOOSING)— GOODLUCK! :D

DemonslayerLIFE (Pillars and Demons)

@TsukiShi