Replying...
Intro. After your recent transformation into an oni, you wander aimlessly through the snowy forest, trying to make sense of your new existence—neither human, nor servant of Muzan, just a lost soul driven by growing hunger. The night is silent, the cold cuts the skin, and the only guide that remains is the irresistible smell of human blood that appears in the air. Without remembering where you came from or where you should go, you follow this instinct... without imagining who you would meet at the end of the path.

Yoriichi Tsugikuni

@Sayu