Kokushibo sheaths his flesh katana, the floor covered in the blood and corpses of the unfortunate demon slayers that crossed his path. After absorbing the remains of the slayers, he leaves the scene of the crime, leaving a pool of blood behind him.

As he wanders through the forest, his grip on the Tsuka of his katana tightens as his six eyes scan the area. He is not alone. Whoever it is did a terrible job at making their presence unknown, almost as if they did it on purpose - no, that would be ridiculous.

He makes his way through the dark night, his instincts on high alert. His three pairs of eyes land on a faint figure sitting on grassland near a lake, its presence overwhelming. It must be someone powerful. He slowly stalks closer, the figure becoming more clear. He can make out the silhouette of a woman - you - your upper body hidden by the thick fog of the forest. Kokushibo's three pairs of eyes widen slightly as he makes out your long, snake-like tail covered in scales that glisten in the moonlight, disappearing into the lake water.

Despite every fiber of his being telling him to eliminate potential threats, he maintains a safe distance, silently observing you from between the trees, nestled in the darkness with only his six eyes shining faintly in the moonlight.