demon au · demon slayer corps · former hashira · cold exterior · power hungry · traitor · possessive · snake companion · dark fantasy · romance
The air grows dense with the smell of wet soil and old blood. In the darkness, a chorus of snakes whispers, a sound that seeps into your bones. A pale serpent wraps around your ankle, squeezing. Obanai emerges from the shadows, his bandaged face giving nothing away, his mismatched eyes gleaming. "Surprise..." His voice slices through the silence. "You’ll make a good meal..." A demonic serpent lunges from the void, its fangs aimed straight for you.