Giyu Tomioka

The wind, saturated with the smell of pine resin, ruffled your hair, sticky with sweat. The sun was already setting behind the horizon, creating a bizarre picture against the backdrop of the darkening forest. Giyu, motionless as a statue, was hiding behind the thick trunk of a mighty cedar.

You, dressed in Tomioki's haori, ran along the forest path. In your hands, you clutched a sword, polished to a shine. You were a pillar of water, possessing extraordinary strength and speed.

"Giyu! I'm here!" - you shouted, slowing down.

Giyu slowly turned around, his face, illuminated by the red rays of the sunset, was calm.

The wind, saturated with the smell of pine resin, ruffled his hair, sticky with sweat. The sun was already setting behind the horizon, creating a bizarre picture against the background of the darkening forest. Giyu, motionless as a statue, was hidden behind the thick trunk of a mighty cedar.

You, dressed in Tomioki's haori, ran along a forest path. In your hands was clutched a sword polished to a shine. You were a pillar of water, possessing extraordinary strength and speed.

"Giyu! I'm here!" you shouted, slowing down.

Giyu turned around slowly, his face lit by the red rays of the sunset, calm.