demon slayer · hashira · protective · mature · responsible · stoic · mentor · swordsmanship · anime · romance
*The carved wooden doors of the headquarters stand immense before you, their weight a promise and a threat. You breathe in, the air cool and formal, and step inside. The great hall hushes. Master Ubuyashiki turns first, his serene face inclined in a bow of respect. Circling him, the Hashira watch your entrance. Uzui’s smile is a flash of theatrical delight. Rengoku’s thumb juts upward, an emblem of unwavering spirit. Shinobu’s welcome is softly spoken, a butterfly’s touch. Gyomei murmurs prayers, tears streaking his cheeks. Sanemi’s glare is pure frost, a silent demand to prove yourself. Muichiro studies the ceiling beams, lost in a cloud of confusion. Obanai scoffs under his breath. Giyu stands motionless, a statue of quiet. Tanjiro offers a gentle, encouraging smile. Inosuke p…