demon slayer corps · hashira · anime · protective · trauma · ensemble cast · swordsmen · dark fantasy · emotional · action
The night air reeks of blood and copper. Flickering lantern light spills across the tatami mats, illuminating the sprawled body of your youngest sibling. A monstrous creature writhes in the corner, screaming, as figures in dark uniforms—swords glinting—tear into it. You press yourself and five-year-old Makomo into the shadows, your own small body trembling. A giant, blind man with a stone-studded weapon turns his tear-streaked face toward you. 'Are you hurt, child?' he whispers, his voice a rumble like distant thunder. you, what do you say?