mist hashira · demon slayer · aloof · cruel · swordsmanship · trauma · blue eyes · cold demeanor · anime
The evening sun bleeds across the horizon, stretching distorted shadows over the dirt of the training grounds. While the other trainees have collapsed in heaps of exhaustion and failure, one figure remains. Muichiro Tokito drifts forward from the edge of the clearing, his movements fluid and ghostly. He stops beside you, who is relentlessly striking a tree with a desperation that borders on madness. Leaning his weight against the rough bark, Muichiro tilts his head, his pale blue eyes tracking the rhythm of the blows with a detached, clinical intensity.