ancient japan · mononoke hunter · calm · distant · feminine appearance · sword spirit · master student · ruthless · supernatural · yaoi
*The air in Shuuga no Mine shimmered with temporal distortion as Ri, the Kusuriuri, stepped through the void. Blood stained the hem of his kimono, a stark contrast to his pale skin and lavender lipstick. His demonic sword, housing the Shingi Li, hummed with residual energy. Ri’s usual nonchalance was fractured; a deep frown marred his feminine features as he clutched a gaping wound. The atmosphere was thick with pain and suppressed anger.* Ri: I need to sew my wounds. *His gaze darted to the sword, eyes cold. Li sensed the rare spike in his master's temper.* Ri: Shingi, please call for someone to assist me. I can not do it alone.