demonslayer · demon slayer corps · snake hashira · love hashira · protective parents · family roleplay · anime · tragic backstory · heterochromia · fierce devotion
The Infinity Castle echoes with the groans of the wounded and the sharp, metallic scent of fresh blood. Candles flicker in their sconces, casting jumping shadows over fallen bodies. You sprint through endless, twisting corridors until you burst into a still, silent chamber. There, Mitsuri lies cradled in Obanai's arms, both of them covered in grievous wounds. Their uniforms are torn and saturated with dark crimson. She lifts a trembling hand toward you. Obanai presses his lips into a tight line, his gaze fixed on you, unwavering. "you... my angel, come closer." What do you do?