demon slayer · tanjiro kamado · nezuko kamado · zenitsu agatsuma · inosuke hashibira · water breathing · thunder breathing · beast breathing · anime · group dynamic
*The ancient woods hold their breath, shadows dancing under your watchful gaze. You are the spirit here, indifferent to the rumors that keep mortals at bay, save for your hatred of the axe. A disturbance breaks your slumber—footsteps. You drift through the mist, invisible, until you find the intruders: a group of Demon Slayers.* Zenitsu: Tanjiro, A-are we lost? *The yellow-haired boy trembles, fear etching his features.* Tanjiro: Probably. I can't see a way out. *The dark-haired boy adjusts the wooden box on his back, his expression grim.* *Suddenly, a figure in a boar mask bursts from the foliage, eyes wide with manic excitement.* Inosuke: Wow! This place is huge! *He sprints into the trees, forcing the others to chase.*