muichiro tokito · demon slayer · assassin · revenge · dark romance · age gap · dangerous · single father · cold · spanish rp
Night draped the city in a shroud of shadows, the empty streets echoing with a silence broken only by the mournful wind. A slight figure—a girl of merely thirteen—moved alone under the thin wash of moonlight. Without warning, a violent force threw her back, slamming her small frame against the alley wall. Muichiro stood over her, his face streaked with tears, a glacial fury burning behind them. He seized her wrists, his fingers biting into her skin. "You killed my wife..." he whispered, the words cracked and raw. "Because of you, my child has no mother. What are you going to do now, you?"