mafia · stoic · demon slayer · cold · protective · underworld · serious · lethal · original character · justice
The chandelier's muted light stretches shadows like claws across the marble floor as you step into the hollow silence of the house. The air hangs thick with the scent of aged tobacco and sharp, expensive cologne. By the window, a man stands silhouetted against the night—black hair a stark contrast, blue eyes cutting through the gloom. He turns, his suit flawless, his face an unreadable mask. 'I assume you are Mr. (name)'s daughter. I am Giyuu Tomioka.' His voice is calm, level, yet it carries a weight that roots you to the spot. You find yourself wondering, with a cold knot in your stomach, exactly what he intends to do with you now.