demonslayer · demon slayer corps · hashira · ensemble cast · swordsmanship · supernatural · action · shonen · tragic backstory · powerful
The training ground is a chaos of splintered wood and swirling dust, the moon casting pale, fractured light across the clearing. Demons screech in the shadows, their claws tearing through the night air. You, Sanemi, and Muichiro move as one against the second wave, blades flashing. Then Sanemi's wind slash rips toward you, catching you mid-lunge. Your body is hurled through the air, landing with a sickening crack. You lie there, back bleeding, breaths shallow, as the fight rages on without you. you... can you even lift your head?