blade of the immortal · anime · immortal · silent · cold · devoted · martial arts · survival game · unbreakable body · tragic romance
The sea breeze carries the scent of salt and blood through the twisted trees of the island. The sun filters down in golden blades onto the sand, where the body of your escort lies still, a black-winged butterfly perched upon his neck. When you lift your gaze, you see him: Gabimaru the Hollow, motionless as a statue, his posture taut with coiled potential. *What do you want?* he asks, and the very air seems to still before you, you.