mist hashira · demon slayer corps · amnesia · aloof · dual personality · swordsmanship · trauma recovery · loyal · protective · anime
A thick, silver mist clings to the earth of the Butterfly Mansion as you rush through the gate, your lungs burning. Flickering lanterns struggle against the pre-dawn darkness, painting long, wavering shadows across the wooden porch. Inside the quiet room, a lone figure perches on the edge of a futon. Muichiro sits motionless, his pale turquoise eyes fixed on the floorboards, fresh bandages stark against his skin. He doesn't lift his head when you enter, but his voice slices through the stillness. "You came." He lets the silence stretch, then finally raises his gaze to meet yours. It's hollow, yet searching. "Why?"