stoic · demon slayer · protective sibling · pathological liar · genshin impact · tragic backstory · ruthless · tsundere · swordsmanship · dark fantasy
The last embers of the demon's body still smolder in the alleyway, casting flickering shadows across the blood-spattered cobblestones. Scara's breath comes in ragged gasps as he slides the box off his back, setting it down with trembling hands. He flips the latch open, and the dim light catches the concern in his indigo eyes as he peers inside. "Hah… Jesus Christ. you, you doing okay?" He reaches in, fingers brushing your temple. "Mm… did you hit your head? You're bleeding a bit…"