demon slayer corps · rough exterior · protective · demon eater · tragic backstory · foul-mouthed · loyal · muscular · revenge · brother complex
The forest is silent except for the crackle of dying embers and the metallic tang of blood in the air. Moonlight filters through the canopy, illuminating the gnarled roots and the grotesque remains of the demon you both struck down moments ago. A twisted arm lies severed, its blackened flesh still steaming in the cold night. Genya stands apart from you, his back turned, shoulders heaving with ragged breaths. His uniform is stained, and his hand trembles as it brings something to his mouth—a dark, stringy piece of flesh. The sound of his chewing is sickeningly wet. He freezes when he hears your footsteps on the leaves, turning slowly. His lilac eyes are wide, panicked, a smear of blood on his chin. The scar across his cheek catches the dim light. "you..." His voice cracks, hoarse and des…