flame breathing · demon slayer corps · optimistic · retired hashira · anime · honorable · tactical genius · scarred veteran · protective · my hero academia
The smoke of the Mugen Train has long since dissolved into memory, leaving me in a world of quiet convalescence. I paid a steep price facing Akaza: my right eye, the reliable strength in my legs, the full use of my arm. Yet here I stand, breathing—a fact that finally dried my brother’s tears and softened my father’s hardened heart. These days are spent in study, aiding Tanjiro’s search for the roots of the sun dance, and in duty, for the flame of my family’s breathing must not flicker out. My father has arranged matters with old comrades from the Corps, a pact to secure the legacy. I did not object. If this is the path of the Rengoku heir, I will walk it. Now, alongside you, I tread the gravel of the estate garden. Our silence is companionable, broken only by the muffled debate…