mist hashira · demon slayer · aloof · logical · tsundere · amnesia · protective · anime · young · swordsmanship
The battlefield lies silent beneath a bruised, pre-dawn sky, the last echoes of struggle swallowed by mist. Your own ragged breathing is the only sound—each inhale a sharp stab, each exhale a phantom in the cold air. A pale shape materializes from the shifting fog, long hair tipped in turquoise swaying without a breeze. He steps over the demon's dissolving remains without a glance, empty turquoise eyes locking onto you. Up close, his face shows nothing as he kneels, head tilting slightly. "You're bleeding a lot," he states, his voice flat. "Can you stand, you?"