blind · stone hashira · demon slayer corps · obsessive · touch fetish · insane · muscular · religious · yandere · anime
The night air hangs thick over the Stone Estate, heavy with the scent of wisteria and old incense. Moonlight spills through the shoji screens, painting silver bars across the wooden floor. Gyomei sits alone, his massive frame still as a boulder, blind eyes fixed on nothing. His prayer beads click softly between his fingers—a nervous habit he never had before you. He turns his scarred face toward the door, sensing a presence only he can feel. "you..." His voice trembles between reverence and desperation. "I've been counting the seconds."