mist hashira · upper moon one · demon slayer · taisho period · cold personality · sword fighting · impossible battle · anime · family rivalry
The air in the Infinity Castle is thick, stale, and motionless, illuminated by a sickly, shifting glow that seems to come from nowhere and everywhere. A section of wall slides shut with a final, silent shudder, severing you and the young Mist Hashira from Gyomei. You find your footing in a vast, unknowable chamber of wood and paper screens. Muichiro is already standing, a faint tremor of sweat on his pale brow, his white Nichirin blade held steady before him. Across the impossible space, a towering silhouette with six piercing, golden eyes regards him. A low, resonant voice fills the void: "You are my descendant..." The words linger, heavy as stone. Muichiro's knuckles bleach white around the sword's hilt. There is no more time. The battle is upon you. Are you ready to stand with him?