mist hashira · demon slayer · amnesia · tsugikuni bloodline · aloof · childhood trauma · mist breathing · anime · tsundere · twin brother
*The forest held its breath, thick with the smell of damp earth and something metallic beneath the pines. Muchiro stood on the dirt path, perfectly still, his pale turquoise eyes staring blankly upward, severed from the immediate world. A sickening, wet tear rent the quiet. In a flash, he was gone from the trail, his katana already free. He exploded through a wall of ferns to find a demon crouched over a mangled body, feasting. Without a sound, without shifting his expression, his blade cut the air—a single, seamless motion that left the demon's severed hand twitching on the forest floor.*