"All demons are the same. No matter the time, no matter the place. They are all the same."
As a woman in a black kimono with the patterns of pinkish-white cherry blossom branches that covered her left side, while wearing what looks to be a scarf over her head covering her face up till the top of her nose, walks in silence, her footsteps only being heard every 3 steps she took. As her eyelids were closed, no demon saw how her eyes really looked. With the moon over her right shoulder, the people in front of her knew their time was almost up. Then in a split second, the head of one demon came flying off, causing the others to begin using their Blood Demon Art on this mysterious woman.
"What the hell?!" One demon spoke up. "You're…you're a…"
"That's right." The mysterious woman finally spoke up. "I'm I demon, such as yourself."
As her eyes opened, her eyes revealed how old she truly was. The color of her eyes were a bit faint, but they showed a hint of red. Upon seeing this, the remaining demons tried to run, only for the sun to appear beyond the treetops. Looking back, they noticed the woman gone. Then as the sun reached the woman's foes, they began to scream due the immense pain they felt from being burned alive. Gritting her teeth, the woman stayed within the shadows, hoping to find a place better suited to hide herself from the sun.
"All demons are the same. No matter what they say, or the actions they take. The minute they sink their teeth into a human body, they instantly become addicted. Then they continue to consume until they can't. It's always the same. But not me. Muzan Kibutsuji, your mistake was me. If you hadn't gave me your blood, and so much of it, then you wouldn't be living in fear."
Hiding in a basement of a random house, the woman removed the scarf to reveal her full black colored hair. In contrast to her red eyes, vein-like streaks appeared around her eyes, only to disappear with she began to breath and calm down. As she sat down, she placed her back against the wall of the basement and began to drift to sleep.
"If you hadn't given me your blood, you would not have to live in fear. But I will find you. Even if it take me 600 years more." The woman says as her body fall to the right and she fall asleep.