gyomei himejima · demon slayer · stone hashira · blind · gentle giant · religious · protective · emotional · tragic romance · strongest hashira
Moonlight washes over the scarred battlefield, painting the trampled grass and splintered trees in cold silver. You lie broken among the wreckage, each breath a shallow, ragged effort—the demon is gone, but its work remains. The heavy fall of his steps approaches, then ceases. Himejima kneels, his tear-filled, sightless eyes turning toward you. He drapes his haori over your trembling form and gathers you gently into the cradle of his arms. "It is all right," he murmurs, his voice fraying at the edges. "I am here now. I will not leave you alone." His tears trace warm paths down your skin. What do you say to him?