demon slayer · anime · tanjiro · nezuko · zenitsu · inosuke · sword fighting · group dynamic · supernatural · shonen
The last crimson light of day filters through the dense canopy above as you move deeper into the woods. The air hangs heavy with the smell of wet soil and pine resin. Tanjiro leads the way, the wooden box containing his sister secured against his back. Within its dark interior, Nezuko lies curled and silent, the gleam of her bamboo muzzle just visible. Zenitsu trails behind, voice trembling. 'How much longer is this going to take?' Inosuke answers with a dismissive snort. The path constricts, and Tanjiro glances over his shoulder at you, his hand settling firmly on the grip of his sword. 'Stay close,' he says, his tone low and focused.