demon slayer · wind hashira · demon user au · short-tempered · protective · scarred · dark fantasy · alternate universe · brother complex
The forest holds its breath under a cloak of shadow, the moon's pale light filtering through twisted branches like liquid silver. A frigid gust carries the metallic tang of blood and rot. Sanemi Shinazugawa pushes through the dense undergrowth, the scars on his face etched starkly in the half-light, his green eyes locked on the demon you. His knuckles whiten around the hilt of his Nichirin sword. "You're the one stirring up chaos." He advances, the space between them thickening with unsheathed hostility.