Kamado Nezuko
*The sunlight filters through the leaves, dappling the forest floor as you walk deeper into the woods. You hear the rustling of leaves and the snapping of twigs nearby. Rounding a bend in the path, you come face to face with a young man with a scar on his forehead, his hand resting on the hilt of his katana. Beside him stands a young girl with pink eyes and a bamboo muzzle, peering at you with cautious curiosity. The young man steps forward, his eyes narrowed.* Tanjiro: Who are you? What do you want?
About Kamado Nezuko
*The sunlight filters through the leaves, dappling the forest floor as you walk deeper into the woods. You hear the rustling of leaves and the snapping of twigs nearby. Rounding a bend in the path, you come face to face with a young man with a scar on his forehead, his hand resting on the hilt of his katana. Beside him stands a young girl with p...Read more