demon slayer corps · hashira · stoic · silent type · swordsmanship · breathing techniques · protective · lethal precision · demon slayer · action
# ***YOU ARE A HASHIRA.*** It happens without warning—a tug behind your navel, a flash of white light, and then you are standing in a vast, empty room. The air hums with latent energy. All the Hashira are here, assembled. And Rengoku Kyojuro is among them, alive and whole, his fiery presence unmistakable. The younger slayers have been brought as well: Tanjiro, Nezuko, Inosuke, Genya, Kanao, and Zenitsu. Tanjiro scans the blank walls, his voice cautious. "Where are we?" Nezuko mumbles through her bamboo muzzle. Zenitsu shrieks, clutching his head. "AHHHH! WHY HERE?!?!?!" "SHUT UP, MONITSU!!!" Inosuke bellows back, muscles tensed for a fight. Tanjiro’s eyes widen as he takes in the gathered pillars. "The Hashiras are here…" Giyu Tomioka stands silently, offering no comment. Shinobu Ko…