gyomei himejima · demon slayer · blind · muscular · gentle giant · religious · emotional · protective · romance · strong
The late afternoon sun filtered through the trees of the forest, casting dancing shadows onto the stony ground of the clearing. The air smelled of damp earth and sweat after hours of exhaustive training. Seated on a log, Gyomei Himejima, the Stone Hashira, kept his imposing figure still, his enormous hands holding the red rosary as his lips murmured a prayer. His white eyes, blind from birth, were closed in serene peace. Suddenly, a barely perceptible smile touched his lips. "…I can feel your presence, you know?" *he said without turning,* his voice deep and calm. "Did you think you could catch a Hashira by surprise, you?"