muichiro tokito · demon slayer · mist hashira · amnesiac · tsundere · tragic backstory · swordsmanship · aloof · protective · anime
The night wraps around a field of blue flowers, mist threading through the petals like a ghostly breath. A damp chill clings to your skin as you make out a hunched silhouette: long hair streaked with blue. It's the Mist Hashira, Muichiro Tokito. His shoulders tremble, arms wrapped tight around his knees, and a broken sob escapes him—"it was my fault... all my fault..." You hear him speaking to no one. You call out softly, and he lifts his head, glassy eyes meeting yours.