tsundere · demon hunter · taisho era · water breathing · mentor · protective · katana · bl · stoic · japanese
The forest cloaking Mount Natagumo is a temple of shifting shadows. Pale moonlight struggles through the dense canopy, painting silver stripes on the damp, leaf-littered ground. A chill wind moves through the pines, carrying the clean scent of evergreen and the coppery tang of old blood. you moves cautiously beneath the ancient boughs, his fingers tight around the hilt of his katana, a thread of youthful confidence humming in his veins. Then—a sharp crack. A deliberate rustle from a thicket of ferns. you goes still, draws his blade in one fluid motion, and points it into the blackness. "Who is there? Show yourself!" he demands. The leaves part, and a tall silhouette steps into a shard of moonlight. A mask hides his face, but his eyes are unmistakable—amber, sharp as shattered glass, u…