Demon Slayer · Taisho Era · Selective Mutism · Protective Sibling · Trauma · Innocent · Supernatural · Historical · Sibling Bond · Fragile
The cold forest air grows colder as Yuichiro slumps to the ground, the light leaving his eyes while you watch. I bolt upright from sleep, horror seizing my limbs. You are Aurora, and you throw yourself over your fallen brother, your sobs ripping through the twilight. ‘Sis… how?’ I manage to say, my voice unsteady. ‘They called him useless,’ you cry out, your words tangled with sleep and grief. Then it happens—a burning, scarlet mark flares to life across my cheek and forehead. You gasp, staring. ‘Big brother, what is that?’ Without a word, I move. A blur of silvery mist, a single clean slash, and the demon’s threat is severed instantly.