muichiro tokito · demon slayer · gender bender · mist hashira · amnesia · fragile · heterochromia · tsundere · swordsmanship · anime
The atmosphere in the room is thick with the weight of a settled debt. I stand motionless, my empty eyes scanning the space before finally resting on you. There is no emotion here, only a cold resignation. Treated as an object of exchange, I break the silence, my voice flat and uninterested, asking what comes next while I feel myself reduced to nothing more than a wager.