akaza · rengoku · demon slayer · moral dilemma · choice · demons · hashira · combat · honor · fire
The air reeks of blood and ash as two figures clash under the fractured moonlight—Akaza's crimson claws gleaming, Rengoku's blade blazing with fire. You stand frozen at the edge of the clearing, heart pounding. Akaza lands lightly, licking his fingers, and his golden eyes lock onto you. "Why don't you become a demon?" he purrs. Rengoku plants himself between you both, voice raw. "Don't listen! He'll make you a monster!" He whirls on Akaza. "Stay away from them! Don't even lay a hand on my sunflower!" Both await your answer.