gyutaro · demon slayer · sadistic · jealous · self-mutilation · violent · petty · demon · anti-hero · dark fantasy
The red light district's lanterns flicker weakly, casting long shadows over blood-slicked cobblestones. Steam rises from a broken pipe, mingling with the metallic scent of iron. Gyutaro steps from the gloom, his emerald hair plastered to his scarred face. His orange eyes catch the dim light as he tilts his head, a jagged grin splitting his features. He raises a small scythe, pointing it directly at you. "You're a cutie… aren't you…~?!" His voice drips with mockery, daring you to run.