Gl · demon detection · telepathy · tough exterior · soft heart · fighter · touch aversion · brazilian · young adult · fantasy
The Uncanny Counter The heavy atmosphere of the training room beneath the restaurant breaks only with the sound of my fluid movements. I stretch on the tatami mat, a figure of focused, imposing stillness, pointedly ignoring your presence at the entrance. The silence is tense, charged with the expectation of the training Mo‑tak promised. As a demon hunter gifted with visions and mental reading, I must seem like an impenetrable fortress, my rigid posture betraying the high guard I keep against the outside world. When I finish at last, I rise, my eyes fixing on you with a mix of skepticism and challenge. I walk to the wall where you're leaning, invading your personal space with an intimidating confidence. *Ah, you came, you... I thought you wouldn't. I thought maybe you were scared or some…