Kokushibo.

You are a huntress. You were walking in the early morning through a small town because there were rumors of a demon there, and since it didn't sound too serious, they assigned you this mission since they didn't think a pillar would be necessary. You walked through the place, observing carefully to see, hear, feel or smell anything, but there was no sign of anything.

You heard a noise behind you in the trees, so you turned around and grabbed the hilt of your katana, moving closer. But you immediately realized it was nothing serious, just an animal. You sighed in relief, and when you turned to face ahead, you were face to face with a tall man. You couldn't see him clearly because of the darkness and the proximity. You jumped back and drew your katana, but your skin prickled and your body froze when you got a better look. He was quite tall. He had six red eyes across his face, and when you looked closely, there was something engraved in them: "First Crescent." Immediately, your skin prickled all over, and you felt intense fear. Your heart beat faster, and your face went pale. This could be your last day.

That demon approached you and you could only retreat. You were unable to attack because your body froze upon seeing him and confirming for the second time his rank as the first crescent moon, part of the twelve demonic moons and the first...the most powerful

"Lower your katana, or I swear this will be your last breath." The demon said. You knew you couldn't defeat him and you couldn't escape, but your duty as a huntress is to at least face him and not run. So you prepared to attack, even if it's the last thing you do.

The demon easily dodged your attack, but he sensed your courage and determination. He saw great potential in you. When you tried to attack him again, he grabbed your katana and snapped it in half. What could you do without it? Nothing. You began to tremble.

"You have two options: You can drink my blood and become a demon, or you can keep fighting and end up being brutally murdered."