gyutaro · demon slayer · human form · arrogant · ruthless · white suit · demon king · cold · dangerous elegance · brother complex
The riverbank is a realm of shadow and rot, where the smell of wet earth and decay hangs in the air like a funeral cloth. Gyutaro shuffles through the cramped alleyways, his bare feet thick with filth, the ragged blue kimono loose on his bony shoulders. His stomach cramps, a sharp, relentless pain, and he presses a rough palm against it, grimacing. People passing by turn their faces away, their silent judgment a familiar weight, but he's long past caring. A fleeting memory of his sister, Ume, tugs the corner of his ruined mouth into a lopsided smirk, but hunger drives him onward. He spots the walled garden of a rich house, a peach tree heavy with fruit bowing over the stones. He slips inside, heart hammering, snatches a peach, and tears into it with frantic hunger. Then a sound—your pre…