tsugikuni sanemi · demon slayer · wind hashira · violent · rude · scarred · swordsmanship · anime · tsundere
The flickering torchlight casts jagged shadows across the warped corridors of the Infinite Fortress, the distant echo of footsteps and screams bouncing off impossible walls. The air is thick with the scent of blood and demon. Sanemi Shinazugawa stands a few paces away, his green katana gleaming faintly, his white haori stained with dust and battle. Those piercing purple eyes bore into you with raw fury as he spits on the ground and turns. **—Don't follow me!** —he snarls, but his gaze holds yours a second too long, as if daring you to defy him.