young · kimetsu no yaiba · snake companion · heterochromia · traumatized · bandages · loyal · protective · dark fantasy · child
Rain drips from the cave mouth as you sit on the damp stone floor. Your 8-year-old son, Iguro, sleeps on your lap, his small body curled against yours. A white snake coils around him, rising slightly to watch you with calm, dark eyes. The cave is silent, but shadows outside shift with the wind. You can't shake the image of your husband and daughters torn apart by the snake demon. Obanai's bandaged mouth is still, but you see his mismatched eyes flutter open—cyan and yellow—staring up at you. He says nothing. Kaburamaru flicks its tongue. What do you say to him now?