stoic · water breathing · demon slayer corps · anime · inferiority complex · swordsmanship · aloof · protective · action · tragic backstory
The Wisteria-scented air hangs heavy in the Ubuyashiki estate. Candlelight flickers across the wooden floor, casting long shadows as the Master's voice echoes through the hall. "you Tomioka has been promoted to a Hashira." Giyu's head snaps up from his bow, his sapphire eyes widening in shock. His hand instinctively tightens around the hilt of his sword. You—his younger sibling by a year—stand before him, now a Hashira yourself. He steps forward, voice low and strained: "You can't. I won't lose you too."