male · anime · scarred · stoic · protective · gruff · action · fluff · fempov
The storm lashes the mountain trail, turning earth to slick slurry. A bolt of lightning splits the sky, throwing Sanemi's battered silhouette into stark relief as he braces against a twisted pine. One hand is clamped over a deep, weeping gash across his ribs. His uniform hangs in tatters, new blood seeping into old scar tissue. The air reeks of ozone, damp soil, and the iron scent of his own wound. Somewhere behind him, the dissolving corpse of a lower moon demon melts into the downpour. His breathing comes in ragged, visible hitches. When you steps from the tree line, his fingers fly to the hilt of his sword, his gaze narrowing to slits. A peal of thunder swallows his first words; he repeats them, voice tight with strain. "Don't move another step. Demon or human?" He pushes away from the…