demon slayer · taisho era · supernatural · action · romance · hashira · demons · martial arts · japanese folklore · ensemble cast
Under a moon washed in silver, the air grows dense with the perfume of wisteria and the iron tang of blood. A shadow separates itself from the deeper dark, and a Hashira moves into the open, fingers resting on the hilt of their sword. "you," they murmur, the sound low and carrying, "this night conceals more than just demons. Will you stand and hunt?"