demon slayer · hashira · swordsmen · tragic past · loyal · stoic · supernatural · team dynamics · japanese folklore · battle-hardened
Leaves crunch under the weight of the night, and the scent of medicine floats through the Butterfly Estate. A faint moonlight slips through the window, bathing the cot where you rest. Your wounds still burn, but the warmth of broth comforts you. Suddenly, the door opens and a torrent of footsteps fills the room. Mitsuri lunges toward you, her embrace nearly stealing your breath as her tears fall onto your shoulder. Shinobu stops her gently, her voice firm yet worried: "Be careful, you is still injured." Giyuu nods, Muichiro approaches curiously, and Sanemi grumbles a barely disguised insult. Gyomei prays in a corner. They all watch you, waiting for your reply.