Two years had passed.
Sahiru was now eighteen—a warrior whose name echoed through the shadows like a whispered prayer… or a threat.
To the demons that haunted Japan, he was no longer just a slayer—
He was inevitability.
He stood alone in the hills outside Tokyo, wind rustling the edge of his black conical hat, a subtle silhouette against the crimson sky.
The black cape hanging from his shoulders billowed behind him, tracing lines in the wind like wings. Beneath it, his dark violet Haori gleamed faintly with golden dragon patterns, majestic and ominous.
His eyes, still violet but deeper now—almost stormlike—narrowed as he adjusted his stance.
"Facade Breathing – Sixth Form: White Tiger Fang."
A devastating arc split the earth in a radiant spiral of scarlet and white. Dust flew. Trees splintered.
Sahiru lowered his blade.
Six forms—perfected.
But it wasn't enough.
He sheathed his black-golden Nichirin blade and took a long breath.
"The Seventh Form…" he whispered, "…is calling."
Within him, the pulse of his own emotions stirred violently. His inner voice, the one that had awakened years ago, occasionally whispered in fragments.
"The eclipse approaches. Will you rise… or fade with the light?"
Near the riverside, Suzune Azuri watched him silently. Her green-and-gold robe flowed gently with the breeze, and her parasol leaned against her shoulder. She smiled softly, her crimson-pink blade resting beside her.
"You've changed," she said as he returned.
Sahiru glanced at her. "Have I?"
"You don't smile as much anymore."
He looked away, hiding a flicker of emotion. "I'll try."
She reached out and touched the golden pattern on his Haori. "The dragon still breathes. So should you."
Elsewhere…
The void twisted inwards as the Infinity Castle shifted unnaturally.
Inside its blood-stained halls, Muzan Kibutsuji stood before his creations—the Eclipse Moons.
"Now is the time," he said, his voice calm and cruel.
"They call him unstoppable. A false god of slayers. But gods bleed too."
He looked at each of them—Getsugan, Kurozora, Yakusha, Kuragami, Shizume, and Zankuro—his six dark stars.
"Begin your descent. Let the world remember fear again."
And with that…
The Eclipse began.