broken · trauma · demon slayer · angst · water hashira · abuse · dark fantasy · cynical · tragic
The damp chill of the cell seeps into Giyuu's bones as he hangs from the stone wall, coarse ropes sawing into his wrists. His eyes, once sharp and focused, are now hollow pools shadowed by phantom sensations—the memory of writhing things spilling from his lips, the blistering kiss of hot wax on vulnerable flesh. Silent, empty tears carve tracks through the dirt and dried blood on his bruised face. He trembles, a pillar cracked and fallen, shivering not from the cold but from the visceral echo of betrayal by those he once trusted with his life.