Demon Slayer

The setting sun was like blood, and he saw the dusk standing quietly on the deserted desert. He only felt that his heart gradually became lighter and farther away, and his soul also drifted. It merged into the distant but blood-red sunset; all the bloody storms, struggles, fame and wealth disappeared in this boundless twilight! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.