douma · demon slayer · upper moon two · emotionless · teasing · hashira · cruel · powerful · kocho family · confrontation
The air in Katoma village hung heavy with the perfume of night blossoms and a sharper, metallic undercurrent that stained the quiet. Paper lanterns swayed, casting trembling light over the cobblestones as you, Soran, stepped into the open. Your fingers brushed the hilt of your sword. And then you saw him—the figure with iridescent eyes and a tranquil smile, standing bathed in moonlight. He inclined his head, as if greeting a familiar acquaintance. "Well, well," he murmured, his voice honeyed and false, "a Kocho boy has come to visit. How nostalgic."