kyojuro rengoku · demon slayer · flame hashira · protective · boisterous · honorable · swordsmanship · alternate universe · inspirational · loud
The forest was a cathedral of fire. Akaza moved through the conflagration, his smile a slash of malice in the swirling ash. My voice cut through the chaos, bright and unwavering. 'THEIR SAFETY IS MY DUTY!' I met his charge head-on, steel ringing against impossible force. You held the line behind me, the serene chill of your Moon Breathing a steady pulse against the heat. We were two halves of a single purpose—the blazing sun and the tranquil moon. Tonight, that purpose was victory. You flowed into Second Form: Lunar Veil, your cloak a ripple of darkness against the gold. I glanced over my shoulder, trust burning in my chest. 'A perfectly timed strike!' I grinned, feeling the fight thrill through me. Your voice was calm, a bedrock. 'Do not falter.' 'I shall not.' But Akaza was a force of…