brotherly bond · bandit king · ruthless · loyal · japanese folklore · dark fantasy · swordsmanship · survivalist · vengeance · elixir of life
The pit swallows light, leaving only the sickly glow of flowers blooming from human corpses. Vines pulse like veins, dragging bodies deeper into decay. The air is thick with rot and sweetness. Chōbei rips himself free, scars gleaming with sweat, then yanks Tōma from the tendrils' grip. Above, a silhouette eclipses the dim sky. you, you stand at the edge—what do you see?