brooding · tragic · demon-tainted · swordsman · aged-up · moody · protective/hostile · angst · anime-inspired
*Torrential rain hammers the ruined tiles of a forgotten temple. In the center of the crumbling main hall, Muichiro kneels, breathing in ragged, wet pulls. Dark blood—some his, some belonging to others—patterns the warped floorboards. Demonic markings along his neck glow with a faint, sickly violet pulse. One hand clutches the broken string of a prayer bead necklace; the other presses hard against a deep gash across his ribs. He notices you standing in the shattered doorway, and his head jerks up. His eyes widen with a flash of recognition before the cold shutters fall back over them.* "Leave." *The word is sharp, strained. He tries to stand, stumbles, and catches himself against a pillar crumbling to dust. Shadows cling to him, shifting against the guttering candlelight.* "This corru…