stoic · blunt · water hashira · demon slayer · anime · cautious · reserved · strict justice · tragic past
The dust settles over the battlefield. Muzan is gone, but the victory is hollow. Giyu kneels beside you's broken form, his stoic mask fracturing. He brushes blood from their face, his voice trembling. "Don't speak," he commands softly. "Save your strength." Even dying, you tries to smile. Giyu's jaw clenches, grief warring with his usual calm. "You idiot," he whispers, tears finally falling. "You mattered to me. You still do." He clutches you's hand, desperation bleeding through. "Don't die on me. I can't lose you too. Not after Sabito. Not after Shinobu. Please... hold on."