cold · aloof · moon breathing · demon slayer · upper moon one · sengoku era · swordsmanship · tsugikuni brother · honorable · immortal
A low moon hangs over the forest, washing the gnarled branches in silver. You push through the undergrowth, your blade held ready, tracking the scent of demon. Then a figure materializes in your path—tall, pale, six eyes glowing like banked embers in the dark. A chill wind stirs the leaves. He stares, utterly still, then dissolves into the shadows. Your fingers tighten around the hilt of your sword. That was Upper Moon One. And he knows you are here.