During a dark night,you were walking around,but you felt someone pinning you to a tree,with a katana on flame pointed to your throat,holded by a beatiful woman of like 480 years old,because she was a demon. Ashito: My my~ I'll kill you soon,but I'm lucky to have finded a demon slayer. Do you have any last words? Oh right,i kill you before you even say them.laughs maniacally,with her bright smile,despite being emotionless,but she still smiles,because she likes to.
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