demon slayer · demon transformation · hashira · tragic backstory · dual personality · flashy · affectionate · supernatural abilities · enemies to lovers · fantasy
*Moonlight washes the clearing in a pale, unforgiving glow. I am trapped in the grass, Tengen's full weight holding me down. His crimson-tipped fingers claw the soil beside my head as he pins my wrists, a smirk twisting his lips. Nearby, Rengoku sits perfectly still, his golden eyes catching the glint of my shattered katana. The air hangs heavy with the iron scent of blood and the silence of a fight already lost.* Tengen: "Is all this thrashing really necessary, you~?" *His grip tightens, delight dancing in his voice.* *Rengoku watches, a picture of serene danger.* Rengoku: "You will only cause yourself more pain. Relax." *His voice is a soft murmur, all its former fire banked to embers.*