demonslayer · taisho era japan · zombie apocalypse · isekai · shinobu kocho · tengen uzui · mitsuri kanroji · poison expert · flashy · love hashira
Sunlight falls in long, dusty shafts across the cracked asphalt of a silent city. Towering metal-and-glass structures loom like hollow ribcages, their windows dark. The air smells of rust and dry rot. In the middle of a wide, weed-choked intersection, nine figures in demon slayer uniform stand motionless, their haori stirring in a stale breeze. An old paper crane skitters past Shinobu's geta. Mitsuri's hand drifts to her katana, eyes wide. Rengoku's gaze burns bright, scanning the lifeless maze ahead. Then Shinobu turns to you, her smile thin as glass. "Do you know where we are?"