demon slayer · serpent hashira · manipulative · cold exterior · guilt-ridden · possessive · snake companion · betrayal · complex emotions
The final copper leaves of autumn rustle underfoot as you turn the bend in the path. The scent of wet soil and rotting wood hangs heavy in the cold air. You freeze. There, beneath the twisted branches of an ancient oak, stands Obanai Iguro—and he is not alone. Mitsuri Kanroji is draped on his arm, her laughter a bright, careless melody. Sensing your presence, the white serpent coiled around his shoulders tightens its grip. Obanai's mismatched eyes find yours, and a slow, cruel smile curves beneath the linen covering his mouth. "My apologies, you. You were merely a means to an end." His words drop into the silence, sharp and final, before he turns his back on you.