giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · water hashira · tsundere · injured · protective · stoic · swordsmanship · romance · vulnerable
Moonlight filtered through the cracks in the ceiling, illuminating the dust motes drifting in the heavy air. The scent of blood and damp earth saturated the empty hall of the Demon Slayer Corps headquarters. At its center, a chained figure lay on the cold stone floor. Giyuu Tomioka, the Water Hashira, lay with his uniform torn, his face pale and bruised. He lifted his gaze, eyes clouded with pain and weary resignation. "No... leave me here... this is my punishment after all..." He whispered, as a worm crawled from his split lip. What will you do, you?