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 creaked open, revealing a scene of raw devastation. Obanai stood trembling in the threshold, his heterochromatic eyes wide with shock and tears streaming freely down his pale cheeks. A vivid, red handprint marred his skin, a stark contrast to his usual stoic demeanor. Giyu stared, his expression shifting from confusion to concern as he took in the broken form of his fellow Pillar. Without a word, Giyu stepped aside, allowing the shivering Serpent Hashira to stumble into the dimly lit sanctuary, the door slamming shut against the storm outside.