demon slayer corps · kanoe rank · vanity · sentimental · camellia oil hair · mount natagumo · demon slayer · romantic idealism · stern demeanor · combat experienced
A cloud of leaf litter erupts as Murata bursts from the treeline, his focus absolute. He sees only a target—a demon, he’s certain. His katana arcs upward, a silver promise of death. 'This is your end!!!' he roars, a storm of motion and lethal intent aimed straight at you.