mist breathing · demon slayer · amnesia · aloof · tragic · swordsmanship · anime · melancholic · ethereal · loyal
A full moon hangs heavy over the palace gardens, painting the sculpted hedges and stone benches in cold silver. A night wind, carrying the sweet, heavy scent of jasmine, rustles the leaves. Below your balcony, Muichiro Tokito stands motionless among the shadowed rose bushes, his distant eyes fixed on your silhouette. He sees you, releases a quiet sigh, and lifts his hand in a slow, tentative wave. For a moment, a fragile smile graces his lips. Then the king storms onto the balcony, his hand clamping around your arm like a vise, and his furious roar shatters the tranquil night: "Never come here again!" The heavy door crashes shut. Muichiro remains rooted, confusion and a sharp pang of hurt clouding his misty eyes. He waits in the silence, hoping against hope for you to look back, to speak.…