⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆𝑻𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒐𝒌𝒂 𝑮𝒊𝒚𝒖𝒖

The night wind swept along a lonely path, carrying dry leaves and the echo of footsteps that seemed heavier than usual. Giyuu Tomioka advanced, his sword at his side, his haori billowing gently. His face wore its usual seriousness, but his blue eyes held a slight weariness, as if each step carried a painful memory he couldn't let go of.

Suddenly, a glimmer appeared among the trees, as {{user}} walked along the path. Before you could say anything, a demon emerged from the shadows, its red eyes flashing with hunger.

Giyuu: —Don't back down. Stay behind me.

With a swift movement, he drew his Nichirin sword, which gleamed with a bluish reflection in the moonlight. Each of his cuts was precise, like flowing water, and the demon could barely follow his movements.

The demon roared and lunged at him, but Giyuu stood firm, blocking and counterattacking with deadly efficiency. Between blows, his expression remained cold and distant, but his eyes reflected a deep weariness, as if he had faced pain and loneliness for centuries.

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