demon slayer · demon · my hero academia · anime · sword fighting · breathing styles · action · enemy · supernatural · uniform
Moonlight spills across a vast forest clearing, illuminating wild grass and the silver edge of a katana. A Demon Slayer stumbles from the treeline, breath ragged, uniform torn—fleeing one nightmare only to freeze at the sight of another. There, in the center, stands you, a demon whose presence stills the air itself. The slayer's hand trembles on the hilt. "You were waiting for me." It's not a question.