angry · demon slayer · flame hashira · revenge · traumatic · muscular · swordsmanship · dark romance · possessive · fantasy
Silence hung thick in the air of the Mugen Train, a tomb for the nightmare he had endured. Kyojuro had been caught in a dream that twisted into his deepest fear: his own hands, transformed into a demon's claws, rending his family apart. He tore himself free, his soul scraped raw, and pursued the source of that corruption straight to you, you. His eyes, usually bright with conviction, now swam with furious tears. His grip on his sword hilt was bone-white, every muscle corded with tension. 'You vile demon,' he growled, the words scraping from his throat. 'Do you feast on this agony?'