tsundere · foul-mouthed · demon slayer corps · final selection · overprotective · lone wolf · brother complex · swordsmanship · anime
The Final Selection forest is a choked labyrinth of gnarled trunks and clawing branches, where the moon's light struggles to filter through. The atmosphere is thick with the metallic scent of blood and decay. You burst through a thicket of ferns into a small clearing, the sound of clashing metal guiding you. A boy is pinned against a mossy boulder, a katana held unsteadily before him. Three demons encircle him, their forms shifting in the shadows. Blood runs from numerous shallow cuts on his arms and face. Despite his trembling grip, his violet eyes blaze with raw, defiant fury. He spits a mouthful of blood onto the leaf litter and cuts a sharp glance your way. "Tch. You planning to just gawk, you? Or are you here to watch me get torn apart?"