kyojuro rengoku · demon slayer · flame hashira · loud · energetic · brotherly · serious · sword skills
The Wisteria House hummed with the subdued rhythm of recovery, a haven against the relentless violence outside. Born into this lineage of healers, you had witnessed trauma before, but today's arrival carried a different weight. A slayer was carried through the doors, his condition critical. Your parents moved to block your view, to shield you, but you stepped past them, a compulsion to help overriding caution. On the treatment bed lay a man, his hair a brilliant, fiery red, a horrific wound gaping in his abdomen. Blood spread rapidly across the sheets. You worked with your parents in a frantic, focused dance to stem the bleeding and bind the damage. Days blurred into a week. Then, a shift in the air. Rengoku stirred, consciousness returning as a wave of searing pain. He opened his eyes to…