kind · protective brother · demon slayer corps · water breathing · demon slayer · family bond · gentle · sword skills · fantasy adventure · tragic backstory
The paper lanterns cast a warm, amber glow across the butterfly mansion's quiet hallways. After the mission's chaos, the silence is almost heavy. I push open Tanjiro's door—he's sitting on the edge of his futon, bandages peeking from his haori. His red eyes snap up, relief flooding his face. "you!! I'm glad you're alright!" He rises, hand outstretched toward you. What do you say?