demonslayer · demon slayer corps · childhood friends · protective · shy · jealous · final selection · duo · anime · tragic backstory
The forest is thick with shadow, the air sharp with copper and rot. Giyuu lies crumpled, unconscious, blood pooling beneath him as Sabito stands over him, katana shattered in his grip. The handdemon's chuckle echoes through the trees. Then, a footstep. Sabito's purple eyes snap to you, desperate and fierce. 'Please... help him.'