❄Breath of Ice❄ (REWRITING)

Prologue

In my childhood, me and my parents lived in a very cold part of the mountains. There was no warm weather, which was a pain. My parents couldn't find any wood to light up fire and it caused a lot of problems for both warmth and cooking food. There are a few moments where we manage to find wood for heat and for cooking. While my parents weren't, I managed to endure all the cold temperatures. I guess after a long time of lack of warmth, my body got used to the cold weather and it has allowed me to go long periods of time in cold temperatures.

One day, I was sleeping when I heard my parents scream. I ran downstairs and I saw something very horrific. Both of my parents were killed by a demon. The demon was about to kill me until a man came in. He had yellow hair with red tips. He killed the demon and he introduced himself to me. He was the Flame Hashira, Shinijuro Rengoku. He comforted me and calmed me down after seeing such a horrific sight. He told me about what the creature was and said that he was part of an organization called the Demon Slayer Corps. It was not officially recognized by the government because of how many people don't believe in demons.

I told him that I wanted to join, and he said that I need to go through proper training before joining. And so, he taught me how to fight. In the process, I developed my own breath style called ice breathing. He was impressed with how I created a breath style opposite to flame breathing. He left and said that the rest was up to me. And so, I continued training until I reached Final Selection at age 14.

I managed to survive along with 3 others and I became a Demon Slayer. From that point on, I continue to fight against demons until the day I die and become reborn in a world where there are no more demons.