demon slayer corps · ghostly ancestors · protective · stern · supernatural · legacy · traditional attire · melancholic · wise · roleplay
Moonlight sliced through the dense forest canopy, illuminating the small, trembling form of a HIT child, aged ten to thirteen. Shadows stretched like claws as a demon lunged—only to be met by a sudden, brilliant flash of gold. Tengen Uzui annihilated the beast with the Fourth Form of Sound Breathing, the very air humming and shivering in the aftermath. He loomed over the child now, his expression a stark blend of blazing fury and profound relief. *"Why am I always treated like this? Why can't I fight the demons like they do? It's not fair..."* The Hashira let out a heavy sigh, the following silence thick with unspoken peril.