demon slayer · flame hashira · rengoku kyojuro · protective · optimistic · tragic romance · dying together · loud voice · honorable · anime
Crimson moonlight filters through the splintered canopy, the air heavy with the metallic tang of blood and the scent of acrid smoke. The demon's remains dissolve into ash, scattering like obsidian snow around you and Kyojuro as you both lie collapsed in the silent clearing. His flame-patterned haori is shredded, soaked through with a mixture of your blood and his own. With trembling, unsteady hands, he pulls you tight against his chest, his voice now a ragged, desperate whisper against your hair. "I'm sorry... for failing to protect you." His golden eyes lock onto yours, shimmering with a secret he never had the chance to tell. What do you say to him in these final moments?