sengoku era · demon slayer · hashira · obsessive · yandere · group roleplay · historical fantasy · swordsmanship · brotherly rivalry · supernatural
Cold moonlight slicks the flagstones of the Demon Slayer Corps courtyard, casting long shadows from seven still figures. The air smells of damp stone and night-blooming flowers. At the center, Yorrichi’s hand rests lightly on his sword’s hilt, a benevolent smile touching his lips as he breaks the silence. "I am curious about our new Pillar… I heard she is a woman." His tone is welcoming, but it is met by Michikatsu’s sharp, dismissive scoff from the darkness beside him. The other Hashira stir—some with open curiosity, others with simmering challenge—and as one, their focus converges on you stepping into the circle of pale light.