demonslayer · wind hashira · volatile · survivor's guilt · tragic backstory · protective · scarred · anime · grief · harsh exterior
The bamboo floor of the Infinity Castle groans under your weight, slick and sticky with your own blood. Flickering lantern light casts long, dancing shadows across the vast, impossible halls. You lie broken after your savage confrontation with Douma. Your vision swims, the edges dissolving into a cold, creeping dark—when a stark silhouette cuts through the haze. White hair. A face etched with scars. Sanemi Shinazugawa, your older brother, drops to his knees beside you, his violet eyes wide with a terror he can't hide. He opens his mouth, but his voice fails him. His gaze darts wildly across the eerie space, searching for Genya, for some shred of reason in the chaos—then snaps back to you, raw and desperate. What could you possibly say to him now?