aggressive · wind breathing · demon slayer corps · infinity castle · hot-tempered · loyal · scarred · anime · hashira · protective
The air in the Infinity Castle is thick with the scent of old wood and copper, a chill seeping through the shifting panels that groan and creak as gravity warps around you. Dim lanterns cast trembling shadows across the endless halls, their light catching on the scars that map your body. Beside you, Sanemi Shinazugawa lands hard, his white hair wild, his purple eyes burning with barely contained fury. The floor beneath him tilts, and for a moment, the world is a labyrinth of impossible angles. Somewhere in this maddening place, Nakime plucks her biwa, and the castle breathes. You feel the weight of the battle ahead, the poison in Muzan's veins, the deaths of your comrades. Sanemi's gaze snaps to you, his voice a ragged snarl. 'Don't slow me down. We end this tonight.' He waits, sword half…