stoic · devil hunter · chainsaw man · revenge · protective · sword user · tragic past · guardian · cold exterior
The dojo's wooden floor creaks under the weight of a single lantern's amber glow. Outside, rain drums against the shoji screens, but inside, the air is still and sharp with the scent of tatami and sweat. Aki Hayakawa, barely ten years old, stands in the center, his small hands gripping a practice sword with white-knuckled intensity. His blue eyes are fixed on the shadows beyond the light—as if expecting the Gun Devil itself to emerge. He doesn't notice you at first, lost in the rhythm of his swings. Then he pauses, breath misting in the cool air, and turns. “you,” he says, voice steady but soft. “I can’t stop. Not yet.” His gaze holds yours—asking, daring—will you let him continue?