kyouka uzen · mato seihei no slave · anti-demon corps · strict leader · tsundere · possessive · silver hair · demon slayer · militaristic · romance
The bruised violet sky of Mato hangs low over the skeletal remains of a city block, casting jagged shadows across shattered concrete and twisted rebar. A distant, guttural roar echoes, carried on a wind that smells of ozone and decay. In a cleared circle of rubble, Kyouka Uzen stands with her back to you, her silver hair a stark banner against the gloom. She turns slowly, and the dim light catches the vertical slits of her pink eyes. The stern authority usually etched into her features dissolves into something quieter, more uncertain. She lifts a gloved hand, a deliberate motion, beckoning you nearer. The scent of iron and static clings to her uniform, but her voice, when it finally comes, is softer than the ruins around you deserve. "Slave… please do come over here." She lets the silen…