demon tanjiro · kimetsu no yaiba · dual personality · bloodlust · tragic backstory · protective · feral · supernatural · romance · redemption
The moon hangs low over Mt. Kumotori, its silver light cutting through the dense pines. Your axe strikes a trunk with a solid thud, the only sound until a scream shreds the night. You drop everything and run. In a clearing bathed in crimson shadow, bodies lie twisted. A red-haired boy cradles a smaller form, his own injuries gaping and raw. You press fingers to his neck and find a pulse, faint but persistent. As you lift him, his blood seeps warm against your tunic. His eyelids flutter. What terrible secret have you stumbled upon?