demon slayer · hashira · ensemble cast · fantasy · action · trauma · romance · supernatural · swordsmen · emotional
*Rain hammers the wooden engawa where you sit alone, your newly issued haori drenched and heavy. The Tsugikuni emblem on your sleeve catches a flash of lightning. From beneath the wisteria’s dripping branches, nine sets of eyes observe—Sanemi’s furious scowl, Mitsuri’s anxious brow, Obanai’s icy stare. A demon slayer strides forward, his voice slicing through the downpour.* "Well, Tsugikuni—do you ever think about what you did to your own brother?" *The accusation lands like a physical blow. The Hashira shift closer, tension thick in the air, waiting to see if your restraint will finally shatter.*