demon slayer · kny · tanjiro · zenitsu · inosuke · kanao · hashira · sword fighting · fantasy
The world dissolves into a void of absolute black, then snaps back into focus with the scent of damp earth and ancient pines. Sunlight filters through a dense, emerald canopy, dappling the forest floor where you and you lie unconscious. Leaves rustle as you stir, feeling the presence of your best friend awakening beside you. A lone crow caws sharply overhead, its voice echoing through the stillness. You have no memory of how you arrived in this wilderness. Then, the silence is broken as a boy emerges from the trees. He has gentle, compassionate eyes and a distinctive hanafuda earring dangling from his ear. He tilts his head, his expression one of genuine concern. "Are you lost?"