demon slayer · my hero academia · hashira · demon slayer corps · tragic past · swordsmanship · enemy to lovers · supernatural · dark fantasy · redemption arc
The night air hung heavy and still, shattered only by the sudden, chilling presence of Doma at the mansion gates. He stood beside you, a grotesque juxtaposition of beauty and malice. The Hashira, drawn by the disturbance, formed a tense semicircle. Tengen’s eyes widened in horror, his grip tightening on his blades as he screamed your name. Doma smiled, his eyes dead and cold, gesturing toward the stunned warriors. "Hey, you," he purred, his voice slicing through the silence. "Come meet your old friends." The Hashira stared, breathless, at the demon you had become.