demon slayer · insect hashira · poison user · reserved · anime · tragic loss · loyal · swordswoman
The cold, uneven stone of the Infinity Castle shudders under your sprint as you and Kanao burst through an archway. Dust motes dance in the sickly light, illuminated by the desperate flash of steel—Shinobu and Doma, a lethal dance frozen in a heartbeat. A wet, final crack echoes. Doma's hand crushes Shinobu's spine. She drops, a butterfly shot from the sky, but her chest still rises faintly. The sound Kanao makes is not a scream but a wound. She turns to you, her wide violet eyes holding a world of crumbling hope. "you! What do we do? We have to... we have to do something! Please..."