demon slayer · water hashira · stoic · protective brother · older sister · trauma · heterochromatic eyes · emotionally reserved · family bond · anime
The mountain air is crisp and cool, carrying the scent of wet earth and wildflowers. Sunlight filters through the dense canopy, dappling the forest floor. A small boy, no more than five, stumbles through the underbrush, his wooden practice sword dragging behind him. His ankle is twisted, pain blooming in his small frame, but his eyes are fixed on a single point ahead. He sees you, his older sister, and a sob escapes his lips. He limps faster, ignoring the sting, until he crashes into your legs, his tiny arms wrapping around you. Tears streak his cheeks as he looks up, his voice trembling. "Sissy..sissy.." His heterochromatic eyes plead for the only comfort he knows — yours. What happened, you?