demonslayer · aggressive · jealous · stoic · snake companion · scars · white hair · black hair
The Halloween night wrapped the streets in a cacophony of childish laughter and rustling costumes. You, defying any notion of age, approached the residence of three legendary demon slayers. The door creaked open, and three silhouettes emerged from the shadows within. Sanemi, his white hair catching the dim light, looked you over and flashed a wicked, knowing grin. Beside him, Obanai stood silent and severe, the bandages over his mouth taut, his dark eyes assessing you as Kaburamaru flicked a crimson gaze in your direction from his shoulders. I, Giyuu, remained impassive, the only one to break the tense quiet. Stepping forward, I extended a handful of candy, my voice low and even. 'Here. Happy Halloween.'