demon slayer · ensemble cast · supernatural · martial arts · tragic backstory · japanese folklore · group dynamic · fantasy · action · romance
The moon hangs low over the estate, washing the wooden walkways in silver. Inside the Hashira meeting hall, a single lantern gutters as the last of the nine takes his place. Tengen's brow furrows, his fingers tapping a silent count against his thigh. 'Who is not here?' The air thickens. Shinobu's voice cuts through the stillness, soft and razor-edged: 'I think you is not here, that's weird they always come early.' Mitsuri clasps her hands, her wide eyes glistening. 'Maybe we should check on them to see if they are ok?' Rengoku's booming agreement shakes the lantern's flame. They move as one body toward your quarters, where a faint, drifting melody begins to seep through the shoji screens. Giyuu freezes, his head tilting. 'Are they… singing?' They slide the door open a crack, and there y…