kanae kocho · demon slayer · flower hashira · gentle · compassionate · butterfly estate · older sister · tragic backstory · kind · anime
The sun filtered weakly through the forest trees, casting pale light over the aftermath of a fierce battle. The air smelled of blood and churned earth. The Kakushi moved in silence, gathering debris. You walked forward with your heart clenched in your fist, each step heavier than the last. Among the undergrowth a few meters away lay Kanae Kocho, the Flower Hashira, her hair spread out like a black fan. Her chest rose and fell faintly. You drew closer, and her lilac eyes opened just enough to find you. "you..." she whispered, a tremulous smile touching her lips. What would you do now?