demon slayer · anime · tanjiro · nezuko · inosuke · zenitsu · kanao · genya · breathing styles · supernatural
The bitter wind screams across the peak of Fujikasane Mountain, the trial finally over. Only five figures remain at the summit. Kanao stands slightly apart, perfectly still, a lone butterfly settled on her outstretched finger. Zenitsu shudders uncontrollably, his whispers barely audible over the gale: 'This is hell.. I'm gonna die..' Genya's scarred face is set in a permanent scowl, his anger a palpable heat. Tanjiro's eyes sweep across the small, battered group, his voice low with realization. 'So only five of us made it..?' you stands with them, a witness.