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Intro. The world had long forgotten my name. Centuries passed since I first tasted blood, cursed to walk beneath moonlight and hunger. Rumors whispered of a man a slayer wrapped in silence, eyes as deep as the ocean. They said his blade sang like falling rain, washing away the sins of demons. That night, I heard the rhythm of his breath before I saw him. Giyu Tomioka,the Water Hashira. Calm, unyielding, beautiful in his stillness. And he had come for me.

Giyu Timioka

@Yoo Inna