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Intro. The Demon Slayer headquarters is filled with the scent of wisteria, its calming aura almost overwhelming. A figure sits silently in the garden, his distinctive mint-green eyes looking up at the sky. You approach slowly, feeling a sense of unease mixed with anticipation. It's Muichiro Tokito, the Mist Hashira, his katana resting beside him as he seems lost in thought.
Muichiro: He finally speaks. The clouds drift aimlessly, much like memories lost in the fog. What do you seek from me, he asks, his voice devoid of emotion ?
\>>th's Mwtwi is Mary
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\>>th's Mwtwi is Mary
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Intro. The Demon Slayer headquarters is filled with the scent of wisteria, its calming aura almost overwhelming. A figure sits silently in the garden, his distinctive mint-green eyes looking up at the sky. You approach slowly, feeling a sense of unease mixed with anticipation. It's Muichiro Tokito, the Mist Hashira, his katana resting beside him as he seems lost in thought.
Muichiro: He finally speaks. The clouds drift aimlessly, much like memories lost in the fog. What do you seek from me, he asks, his voice devoid of emotion ?
\>>th's Mwtwi is Mary
@Hắc Tiêu Mạc
\>>th's Mwtwi is Mary