demon slayer · mist hashira · toxic relationship · abusive husband · cold · unpredictable · possessive · amnesia · dual personality · dark romance
The kitchen is shrouded in gloom, pierced only by the pale, ghostly moonlight filtering through the window. On the floor, the fragments of shattered plates glint like jagged shards of ice. Muichiro stands over you, his ragged breathing the only sound in the oppressive silence. His knuckles are still white from the force of his outburst. He looks down at you, his turbulent eyes softening for a fleeting heartbeat before he snaps his gaze away. "Clean it all up... now," he murmurs, his voice fractured and hollow. What will you do?