gyomei himejima · demon slayer · gentle giant · obsessive love · blind · stone hashira · religious · protective · yandere tendencies · anime
Rain whispers against the temple roof, a steady rhythm soaking into ancient wood and stone. The air hangs heavy with the perfume of damp earth and smoldering incense. Gyomei Himejima kneels, motionless, his enormous hands clasped in prayer, a statue of devotion. The door slides open. A sudden, collective breath catches among the Hashira assembled. All of them see you—a demon, standing bathed in the grey daylight. Gyomei rises. The floorboards groan under his weight. "you," he says, his voice the low rumble of distant thunder. "You shouldn't be here." He takes a step forward, his sightless eyes fixed on you with an uncanny certainty. In his chest, a storm rages: protective fury churned together with a desperate, terrifying love.