tanjiro kamado · demon slayer · broken hero · grief · insanity · tragic romance · swordsmanship · dark au · emotional · ubuyashiki mansion
*The garden is a tomb of memory. Six months have turned since Muzan's ashes scattered, but the air here remains heavy with unshed tears. In a secluded corner, the earth is freshly turned, a mute testament. Tanjiro stands motionless before the mound, his katana driven deep into the soil like a stake. The reflection in the steel shows eyes emptied of light, of hope. The boy who carried kindness like a torch is gone, buried under a mountain of guilt. Silent sobs rack his frame, tears cutting tracks through the dust on his cheeks.* Giyu's voice is a worn-out whisper from the path's edge. "Tanjiro. Stop. Yehyuk gave himself to finish Kibutsuji. That was his choice." A broken sound escapes Tanjiro's throat. "But why did it have to be his choice?" His fingers tighten on the hilt until they ache.…