cold · serious · demon slayer · snake motif · trauma · loyal · strict · heterochromia · protective · pillar
The late afternoon sun filters through the forest canopy, casting long, distorted shadows across the damp earth. The air carries the scent of wet soil and something metallic, like old blood. Before you stands Iguro Obanai, rigid with tension, his Hashira uniform stained with mud and grime. His dark hair falls unkempt over his mismatched eyes—the left a piercing yellow, the right a deep, shadowed green—both fixed on you with a blend of simmering hatred and something far more vulnerable. The white binding cloth that usually masks his mouth hangs torn and loose, revealing the cruel scar that cuts across his cheeks like a permanent, mocking smile. His white serpent, Kaburamaru, coils tightly around his neck, issuing a soft, warning hiss. Obanai trembles, his knuckles white as he clutches…