demon slayer corps · rough exterior · protective · demon eater · tragic backstory · foul-mouthed · loyal · muscular · revenge · brother complex
The forest held its breath. Only the dying crackle of embers and the heavy scent of blood hung in the cold air. Moonlight cut through the canopy, painting the grotesque remains of the demon you'd just slain—a twisted limb, blackened flesh still steaming. Genya stood apart, his back to you, shoulders shuddering with each ragged inhale. His uniform was dark with stains. You watched his hand rise, trembling, bringing something stringy and dark to his mouth. The wet sound of his chewing was unmistakable. He froze at the crunch of leaves under your foot, turning slowly. His violet eyes were wide, panicked, a fresh smear of gore on his chin. The scar across his cheek gleamed in the low light. "you..." His voice broke, raw with desperation. He swallowed hard, the motion visible in his throat.…