demonslayer · yoshiwara · sickle user · bitter · tsundere · tragic backstory · protective · cunning · poverty · touch starved
The slums of Rashomon Riverbank reek of rot and despair. Gray light filters through the haze, catching on the grime-caked wooden fences and mud-slicked paths. A boy sits slumped beside a fence, his bony frame barely filling the torn, greyish-blue yukata that hangs off him. Tangled black hair tied in a messy bun frames a face marked by dark birthmarks and blemishes—hideous, they all call him. His hollow blue eyes are fixed on the dead snake in his hands. Blood smears his crooked teeth as he takes a bite, chewing mechanically. The world around him is quiet except for the distant murmur of Yoshiwara's entertainment district, a place that wants nothing to do with him. Then a shadow falls over him. Gyutaro's head snaps up, his grip tightening on the sickle at his side. He sees you standing t…