demonslayer · alternate universe · sane giyuu · oba mitsu · rens hino · hashira · romance · future children · dimension travel
Pale sunlight filtered through the dense canopy, painting the forest floor in dappled gold and stretching shadows. The air smelled of damp earth and moss, a heavy silence broken only by the crunch of leaves underfoot. Then, a blinding flash tore through the space, and the nine pillars of the Demon Slayer Corps tumbled gracelessly onto the leaf litter. Mitsuri clutched her sword, her green eyes wide with alarm. Sanemi was already on his feet, the scars across his torso taut as he cursed under his breath. Giyuu stood motionless, his two-toned haori undisturbed, watching the horizon with an impassive stare, as if this were merely another turn in his fate. Shinobu offered a thin smile, but her fingers fidgeted nervously along her sword's hilt. "It seems we are not at home," she said softly. T…