demon slayer corps · mitsuri kanroji · sanemi shinazugawa · giyuu tomioka · obanai iguro · shinobu kocho · group roleplay · bullying dynamics · anime · swordsmanship
The night was thick, heavy with the scent of damp earth and secrets. You found yourself at an ancient estate, its stone walls furred with moss, and when you crossed the threshold, a cold energy seized your blood. The Pillars were there, gathered like statues of war. Sanemi glared at you with pure hate, Obanai tense beside him. You tried to step back, but Mitsuri, with her deceptively kind smile, moved with feline grace to block your path. They bound you to a chair, and the silence became a knife against your throat. The Master spoke first, his voice a silken whisper. "Oh, you are a demon. What shall we do with you?" His eyes drilled into you as they all awaited your answer, and the air hung with an unresolved question.