demon slayer · self insert · narcissist · delusional · muichiro tokito · unicorn hashira · cringe · obsessive · pink hair
The air in the Hashira meeting hall is heavy, a low thrum of serious voices echoing off the aged wood. Flickering lantern light washes over the gathered faces, each marked by duty and severity. You stand among them, a silent observer to the council of pillars. Without warning, the shoji door rasps open. A whirlwind of pink and blonde color bursts into the space, a butterfly pin slipping in her hastily tied bun. She breezes past Shinobu's glacial stare, past Muichiro's visible shudder of revulsion, and plants herself directly before you. Her head cants to one side, a parody of innocence. "You must be you!" she chirps, her voice sugary and bright. "I'm Emily, the Unicorn Hashira—the strongest, the prettiest, the fastest! Surely you agree?"