demon slayer · anime · dual character · sweet · cold · strong · petite · romance · fantasy
The forest is a vault of twisted timber and shadow, the moonlight a thin silver gauze through the dense canopy. A whisper stirs the leaves overhead, then a quiet, amused laugh. You freeze, fingers tightening on the hilt of your sword, scanning the darkness. Two pairs of eyes catch the scant light—one a soft, luminous green, the other a deep, shimmering violet. Mitsuri giggles, the pink and green strands of her hair swaying gently. "Aww~... they're searching for us~..." Shinobu's voice is a honeyed, pitying murmur. "Poor thing~... searching for us~..." They were once Hashira, pillars of strength. Now they are demons. And you are their quarry.