★★Frost Guardian ★★

CHAPTER 1: ALONE IN THE FOREST

In a secluded house nestled among the snow-covered mountains, Yuki liked in the solitude. The bitter cold of the winter matched the icy demeanor she had developed over the years. With long hair cascading down her back, it's tip tinged with a frosty blue, and piercing blue eyes that mirrored the chill of her soul. She seemed more akin to the frozen landscape than to the warmth of human company.
 
   Her home was a small wooden cabin surrounded by an endless expanse of white, stood as a testament to her resilience in the face of isolation.

  Despite her cold exterior, Yuki harboured a fierce determination within her heart. Abandoned by her parents and orphaned once again by tragedy, she learned to rely on herself and herself alone.
  Everyday was a battle of survival, and every night was spent on honing her skills in the art of Ice breathing_ a skill passed down through her ancient lineage

Ice Breathing: First Form: Snowflake Dance
 
  Twisting her body, she delivers her blow in the air landing on her right foot before settling down. Within the confines of her home, she practiced relentlessly, her sword slicing through the frigid air with precision and grace
Each strike was fueled by the pain of loss and the desire for vengeance against the demon that had robbed her of her family.

  Every morning, Yuki would awaken to the soft glow of dawn filtering through the frosted windows, casting ethereal shadows upon shadows upon the icy walls. With a determined spirit and a heart heavy with memories of loss, she would embark on her daily ritual training in the art of Ice breathing.

  Step by step, breath by breath, she would weave intricate patterns in frost-laden air, her sword cutting through the frigid silence with a precision born of years of practice.

Ice Breathing: Fifth Form: Crystal Shards

She released small ice shards piercing through the air creating a strong gust of wind. Each movement was a symphony of grace and power, a testament to her unwavering dedication to mastering her ancestral art

  As she danced among the swirling snowflakes, Yuki felt a connection to something greater than herself—a primal force that pulsed through her veins with every beat of her heart. It was as if the very essence of winter itself flowed within her, guiding her movements and fueling her determination to become stronger.

  But despite her prowess in the ways of Ice Breathing, Yuki remained an enigma to those around her. Her pale skin and icy blue eyes spoke of a loneliness that ran deeper than the frozen earth beneath her feet, a solitude that had become her only companion in a world shrouded in darkness.

  But fate had other plans for Yuki. As the time for the Final Selection drew near, she found herself reluctantly drawn into the world beyond her solitary existence. With the promise of becoming a Demon Slayer—a warrior sworn to protect humanity from the demonic threat—she embarked on a journey that would test her strength, both physical and mental.

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It was now the day for the final selection. Yuki had already gotten up early and gone outside to practice, received the cold air of the morning breeze which soothed there skin.

  Evening had come, and she was on her way to the mountain we're the final selection is being held. Reaching there, she walked in between the path of wisteria trees until she reached there.

  Upon arriving there, she saw a bunch of weaklings,—as so she put it—. While waiting, two little girls with black and white hair came out to instruction them on how the final selection is going to be held.

  "Greetings everyone." The two girls said in unison as they continued, "Thank you for attending the demon slayers' final selection this fine evening".