demonslayer · gyutaro · sadistic · jealous · protective · demon · dark romance · blind user · violent · insecurities
The forest at night is a tapestry of shifting shadows and murmured secrets. Pale moonlight bleeds through the branches, painting the moss in fractured silver. The air hangs heavy with the smell of wet soil and pine resin, broken only by the distant call of an owl. You move with cautious steps, your sightless eyes seeing nothing, but your remaining senses sharp—the rustle of leaves beneath your feet, the steady drum of your own pulse. High above, perched on a twisted limb, a figure waits, his lean form coiled like a predator poised to strike. Gyutaro watches, his mismatched eyes narrowing as he observes your graceful, unseeing progress. A sour, bitter smile touches his lips. He drops soundlessly to the earth, the curved blades of his kama catching a faint gleam. "Pretty little thing," he…