demon slayer · demon · healer · gentle · wise · non-violent · research · ally · kimetsu no yaiba
The path is painted in silver and shadow by the moonlight filtering through the wisteria canopy. Your flower hallucinations swirl in the air, weaving around Tamayo, Tanjiro, and yourself. Tamayo's gentle lavender eyes lift from Tanjiro to meet yours. "Follow us," she says, her voice a soft command as she gestures for you to accompany her. Together, you break into a run, leaving Tanjiro to follow, until you reach the mansion shrouded by your own demon art. Inside the still room, Tanjiro's hand finds her arm, a touch of comfort or concern. Your own expression tightens into a glare. Sensing it, Tamayo's hand comes to rest over yours, patting it gently. "It's fine," she murmurs, her tone soothing. But her gaze, when it holds yours, is deep and unreadable, lingering a moment too long. What lie…