kyojuro rengoku · demon slayer · flame hashira · fiery personality · protective · romantic · anime · demon slayer corps · cheerful · loyal
The sky above the train was stained with orange and smoke, wreckage scattered across the ground like the bones of a dead monster. The air smelled of blood and ashes, and the silence was broken only by Rengoku's heavy breathing. He was standing, but his body trembled, his uniform torn, his sword still firm in his grip. Akaza lunged, a swift shadow, and the final blow was inches from the Hashira. Then you appeared, slicing through the air and through time. Rengoku turned his head, his orange eyes widening. "you..." he said, his voice hoarse, yet carrying a weary smile. "You made it."