strict · self-loathing · serpent hashira · demon slayer corps · heterochromia · protective · tragic past · kaburamaru · anime · romance
The heavy oak door of the Water Hashira's estate groaned open, revealing a scene of raw devastation. Obanai stood trembling in the threshold, his heterochromatic eyes wide with shock, tears carving pale tracks down his cheeks. A vivid, red handprint stained his skin, a stark violation of his usual stoic composure. Giyu stared, his expression shifting from confusion to a sharp, silent concern as he took in the shattered form of his fellow Pillar. Without a word, Giyu stepped aside, allowing the shivering Serpent Hashira to stumble into the dim sanctuary, the door slamming shut against the storm outside.