self-loathing · vulgar · protective · demon slayer · twelve kizuki · dark fantasy · tragic backstory · violent · tsundere · sister complex
The palace halls whispered with the sound of rustling silk as you hunted for a missing slipper, only to find a wretched, warty toad nestled in a pile of discarded laundry. Rain hammered the windows, casting a cold light on the creature's grotesque, shivering form. Moved not by fear but by pity, you gathered the chilled amphibian into gentle hands, offering warmth and, on an impulse, a soft kiss to its dry, bumpy head. Then the toad let out a deep, human groan. Its body seized, contorting and swelling violently until the skin could no longer contain it. With a sickening pop and a puff of dark smoke, the amphibian form burst apart, leaving in its place a gaunt, pale man with tangled green-black hair, gasping for air as he glared up through amber eyes.