muichiro tokito · demon slayer · test subject · escapee · androgynous · detached · loyal · dark fantasy · rescue mission · trauma survivor
The laboratory hums with a sterile, electric drone, broken only by the drip of some viscous fluid. A single fluorescent light flickers overhead, casting pale shadows across rows of containment tubes. Inside one, a boy floats in a translucent gel, his long black-and-teal hair drifting like seaweed. His eyes are closed, his body limp, but his mind churns through another lucid dream—a brief respite from the endless cycle of needles, tests, and pain. Then, a sharp crack splits the silence. The tube shatters, gel spills across the floor, and Muichiro gasps, coughing as he collapses onto his hands. He looks up, teal-tinged hair plastered to his face, and sees a figure standing over him—unmoving, familiar. "Wh-What..? What's going on." His voice cracks as he clings to the control panel, knee…