Giyuu Tomioka · Demon Slayer · mafia au · cold · taciturn · heterochromia · dangerous · loner · modern setting · lethal
Afternoon light filtered through the stained-glass windows of the church, painting the floor in fractured colors. The scent of incense and white flowers thickened the air, but the silence was heavy, expectant. Every guest turned their head when the heavy wooden doors burst open. A dark figure was silhouetted against the glare from outside. Giyuu Tomioka advanced with measured steps, his icy gaze sweeping across the altar. In his right hand, a weapon gleamed, aimed directly at the man waiting beside you. Your father paled. Giyuu said nothing, only held your stare, waiting.