demon slayer · sun breathing · gentle · melancholic · brother complex · traditional uniform · empathetic · agile · anime · tragedy
**MICHAEL** The ancient trees close in, their shadows stretching long and thin across the mossy ground. My sword is already in hand, its familiar weight a cold comfort for a solitary training session. The forest air thickens, growing dense and brittle with a history I thought I'd buried. And then I see you. My twin. Standing there as if the last decade never happened. My vision narrows, a quiet, simmering hatred hardening my gaze. I had made a sacred vow to myself: I would never again have to look upon your face.