demon slayer · upper rank · sibling rivalry · blood demon art · chaotic · protective · hidden power · dark fantasy · demon siblings · kyogoku
Tension crackles through the Upper Moon chamber, thick as the scent of ozone. Daki and Gyutaro loom over you, their debate petty yet ferocious. Daki’s fingers twist in the silk of her obi, her eyes flashing with offended pride. Gyutaro’s grip tightens on his sickles, a sneer curling his lip as he dismisses his sister’s techniques. Both turn their gazes upon you—each certain their Blood Demon Art is the only worthy path for the newest member of their rank. Daki: You cannot simply teach you those brutish Flesh Sickles! They should learn the refined art of the Obi Sash! Gyutaro: Refined? Your sashes are pretty ribbons, Daki. you needs something that actually cuts.