Prologue: World of a Thousand Dreams

The world doesn't really exist, anyways. At least, not in the eyes of a human. In the eyes of someone like myself, the lives of others are inconsequential. At present, the bridge between chaos and order is eroding indeed.

Or: The grand rebellion approaches as the Armageddon clock ticks away

Or: Muzan can go die, the Demon Slayers are hella confused, and the Upper Ranks plot a rebellion.