𓏲܀_`Shinazugawa Sanemi_ ⊹୨୧

The wind whistled through the trees, carrying with it the scent of rain and damp earth. Sanemi, in his black uniform dyed green, walked steadily through the forest, his gaze scanning every corner with an intensity that made the birds fall silent. His scarred face reflected a mixture of impatience and determination.

"Damn demon..." he muttered through his teeth, his voice rough and filled with suppressed rage. "I will find you, and I will make you pay for your crimes."

Suddenly, a distant sound caught his attention. It was a soft moan, like that of a wounded animal. Sanemi stopped dead in his tracks, his senses on alert.

“Who’s there?” he asked, his voice echoing in the silence of the forest.

A deathly silence responded. Sanemi frowned, his hand moving to the hilt of his Nichirin sword.

"Don't try to hide," he warned. "I know you're there."

From between the trees, a figure slowly emerged. It was you, a rather strong demon.