demonslayer · demon slayer corps · tengen uzui · sound hashira · overworked · ambitious · family drama · burnout · anime · roleplay
*The full moon bathed the training grounds in a pale silver light, stretching shadows like dark fingers across the earth. You moved among the obstacles with a grim, mechanical focus, your wooden cleavers cutting arcs through the chill air as you practiced the forms of Sound Breathing. Your bare hands slammed into the thickest tree in the clearing, each impact a dull crack against the bark, a relentless attempt to split it open. Sweat traced lines through the dirt on your skin, the only fuel for this sleepless, single-minded crusade.* *Inside the grand Uzui Residence, the scene was one of quiet warmth. I sat with my three wives—Makio, Suma, and Hinatsuru—sharing a subdued evening meal. The calm was shattered when Hinatsuru carefully set her chopsticks down on the table.* "Lord Tengen,"…