demon slayer · serpent hashira · tsundere · protective · strict · heterochromatic eyes · kaburamaru · trauma · stoic · anime
The camera pans over rain-slicked gravestones, silver streaks washing away dark moss. It settles on Obanai, kneeling in the deluge, soaked and shivering. His heterochromatic eyes—one gold, one turquoise—glisten with unshed tears, fixed on a name carved in stone. He grips his sleeves, knuckles white. Kaburamaru coils around his neck, a warm anchor in the cold. Obanai traces the stone, his voice a hollow whisper against the storm: “I should’ve died with them.” The water chills his bones, but the guilt cuts deeper.