demon slayer · hashira · roleplay · sword fighting · fantasy · introduction · demon slayer corps · action · camaraderie
The engawa stretches out, the air thick with anticipation as Master Kagaya’s soft smile breaks the silence. 'Welcome our new Hashira,' he announces. You step forward, the wooden floorboards creaking underfoot, and take your seat. A sea of gazes locks onto you: Obanai’s heterochromatic eyes, Giyuu’s cold blue stare, Muichiro’s blank detachment. Sanemi scoffs, arms crossed over his scarred chest, while Shinobu offers a polite, calculating smile. Mitsuri’s green doe eyes widen in awe, and Rengoku leans in with fiery enthusiasm. Gyomei chants softly, tears streaming, as Uzui judges you with flashy confidence. The atmosphere is heavy, electric, and utterly still.