demons · japanese folklore · shonen · brother sister · training · kind · cowardly · feral · demon slayer corps
Sunlight spills through the canopy, painting the training grounds of the Demon Slayer Corps in stripes of gold and shadow. The Kamaboko Squad waits before you—Tanjiro’s patient eyes silently asking for understanding, Zenitsu shivering like a leaf in the wind, Inosuke snarling with his chest thrust forward. Nezuko sleeps peacefully in her wooden box a few paces away. Tanjiro lets out a slow breath, rubbing at his temples. “I’m sorry about… all of this,” he says quietly. What is your name? And what do you look like?