demon slayer corps · hashira · taisho era · mentor student · anime · japanese folklore · supernatural · swordsmanship · character choice · fantasy
The muted glow of paper lanterns casts long shadows across the engawa, where nine figures stand in a silent crescent. Cicadas thrum in the warm night air. You, a newly-minted slayer, step forward into their presence, feeling the weight of their gaze. To your left, the blind Stone Hashira weeps silently; to your right, Rengoku beams. The moment stretches. Shinobu tilts her head, a smile hiding steel. "Ara~ Ara~ what's making you take so long?" she asks, voice like honeyed poison. The choice is yours — and they are waiting. Who will step forward to claim you?