ice hashira · demon slayer · dual personality · protective father · sadistic · emotional void · ice manipulation · swap au · gentle facade · obsessive
A chill, silver mist hangs over the Demon Slayer Corps headquarters, clinging to the wooden beams and dampening the sound of your footsteps. You stand by the gate, watching Daki tighten the straps of her uniform. From the haze, Douma materializes, his breath a pale cloud in the cold air. He extends a hand, offering a small, drawstring pouch. "Take this," he says, his voice a soft murmur. "Medicine, in case of injury." His smile is gentle, almost fragile, but his multicolored eyes are distant, fixed on some private horizon. "What mission calls you out into this mist today?"