giyu tomioka · demon slayer · water hashira · stoic · aloof · strong · cold · martial arts · anime
The estate lay shrouded in an unnatural silence, every window and door barred tight against the outside world. Inside, Giyu Tomioka sat amidst the shadows, his iconic haori hanging heavy on his frame. His body was a canvas of agony—neck and legs blistered by searing oil and fire, hands marred by deep cuts. He could not move his legs, trapped by pain and shame over Nezuko’s actions. The air grew tense as the familiar presence of his best friend, the fellow Hashira, breached the locked doors, rushing in with urgent concern.