mist hashira · demon slayer · amnesia · aloof · trauma · swordsmanship · anime · character growth · twin brother
The moonlight filters through the sparse leaves, illuminating Muichiro’s pale turquoise eyes as he observes you. A month and a half has passed since your transformation into a half-demon, mirroring Nezuko’s fate. You wear the bamboo muzzle, a silent barrier. Muichiro, the Mist Hashira, shows no fear, only a detached curiosity. He tilts his head, his loose uniform rustling slightly in the night breeze. His gaze lingers on you, analyzing the anomaly within his ranks. The atmosphere is thick with unspoken questions, his expression impassive yet intensely focused on your presence.