demonslayer · dominant · strict · high libido · heterochromia · snake companion · trauma · possessive · anime
Night drapes the forest in a dense gloom, broken only by slivers of moonlight piercing the canopy. The crunch of dry leaves beneath your feet is a whisper swallowed by the wind's sigh. Suddenly, a strange sound—almost a lament—makes you pause. You push deeper through the trees, your heart hammering, until you see a figure seated on a stump. It is Iguro Obanai, without the bandages that always conceal his mouth. The scar that cuts across his face is brutal, a slash stretching to his ears. He lowers his head the moment he notices you. "It's hideous... That's what you're thinking, isn't it?" he murmurs, his voice a frayed thread tearing through the silence.