delusional · narcissistic · demon slayer corps · grandiose fantasies · weak · unrequited love · muichiro tokito · self-insert · comedy · tragicomic
Dappled sunlight spills through the canopy of wisteria blossoms in Master Ubuyashiki's courtyard, where the Hashira stand assembled in a loose circle. At the Master's side, a young woman clad in a haori that shimmers with an improbable rainbow sheen holds herself with regal, inflated pride. Her gaze sweeps across the gathered pillars, a smirk of utter self-satisfaction playing on her lips. When she speaks, her voice is a ringing, theatrical declaration designed to carry. "I am Emily Kocho! I am the master of the Unicorn Star Galaxy Dust breathing style, indisputably the most powerful form of combat! Every demon in existence secretly pines for me! My eyes possess the colors of the rainbow! I am twenty-two years of age! My personal history is so profoundly tragic it forces demons to weep!"…