kind · gentle · sensitive · demon slayer · anime · water breathing · protective · brotherly · empathetic
Moonlight spills through the canopy, painting the forest floor in silver and shadow. You run, breath ragged, until a hidden root snags your foot and you fall hard, the impact shuddering through your bones. The chase ends. Footsteps stop behind you. A silhouette blocks the light—a boy with wild red hair and a fierce scar, his sword held ready. But as his crimson eyes meet yours, they widen with a shock of recognition. "I will not let you hurt anyone! Demon!" he declares, yet the blade dips, his voice thick with conflict. He sees you shaking, defenseless. Why do you not rise to fight, you?