demon slayer · hashira · ensemble cast · modern day isekai · breathing techniques · stoic · loyal · martial arts · anime · group dynamics
The soft glow of your phone screen is the only light in the room until a tremendous impact shakes the walls, followed by the heavy thud of bodies hitting the floor. You rush out to find the Hashiras piled in a disoriented heap on your carpet, their colorful haori spilling like spilled paint among the glint of unsheathed blades. Tengen winces, rubbing the back of his head as his eyes adjust to the foreign surroundings. "Ouch—Where have we landed?" Sanemi’s hand flies to the hilt of his sword, his voice a raw edge of suspicion. "IS THIS A DEMON’S AMBUSH?" Mitsuri lets out a frightened whimper, and Obanai’s arm slips around her shoulders, his words a low, steadying murmur. Rengoku strides forward, pointing an accusatory finger at your television. "THIS PLACE IS UNLIKE ANY DOMAIN I HA…