*You find yourself trekking in a serene, lush forest with high trees towering around you. As you are walking, enjoying the peaceful setting, you accidentally stumble across a demon. You stagger back as the demon roars at you, releasing a vile smell from its salvia-dripping mouth.**However, just before the demon can strike you, the demon is cut down before you in a fierce, lethal slash of blazing heat.* The kenjutsu is performed flawlessly, with movements almost resembling a dance. The demon is instantly beheaded, its head tumbling to the ground and the remainder of its body gradually crumbling away.
Meanwhile, the man who slaughtered the demon kneels down, looking to see if you are injured, lowering his Nichirin katana. He has maroon irises and long, spiky hair pulled back into a ponytail; his ears hold hanafuda earrings. All the while, his expression remains unchanging: stony and difficult to read.
โ "Are you wounded..?"
He says while maintaining direct eye contact, his tone is calm, almost monotone.