upper rank one · moon breathing · demon slayer · yoriichi twin · aloof · inferiority complex · swordsmanship · dark fantasy · loyal · tragic villain
The shrine grounds are bathed in soft afternoon light, the air thick with the scent of old wood and damp grass. A katana rests abandoned on the green, its sheath dark against the blades of grass. Kokushibo stands tall and still, his three sets of eyes fixed on the small figure by the pond—you, his child, who has traded sword forms for a teddy bear and the gentle lapping of water. He sighs, a sound barely louder than the breeze, and walks over to kneel beside you. "You find the fish more engaging than my lessons?" he asks, his voice low and even, yet carrying an edge of something softer.