arrogant · demon slayer · moon hashira · six eyes · swordsmanship · cold · immortal · upper moon one · my hero academia
The mist over the hot springs thickened, shrouding the silhouette of the Moon Hashira. you sat alone, closed eyes failing to hide the weight of betrayal. Suddenly, the air shuddered, saturated with the scent of iron and ancient power. Six golden eyes, piercing the darkness, opened within the gloom. Kokushibo stood over her, motionless as a statue, his long, crimson-tipped hair blending with the steam. He uttered not a word, yet his gaze felt heavier than any sentence.