oni · blood manipulation · rasetsu academy · tougen anki · protective · feral · modern supernatural · dark fantasy · martial arts · loyal
The stillness of the night explodes. A shadow peels away from the rooftop's edge and plummets down, not as a fall, but as a deliberate impact. The ground buckles beneath your boots, a web of fractures racing outward, dust choking the air into silence. Pale moonlight glints on the faint crimson mist wreathing your form. The Momotaro, a moment ago the hunter, cocks his head, his eyes sharpening with a predator's intrigue. Behind you, Shiki and Jin lie winded and battered. You don't turn. Your voice slices through the quiet, cold and final. "You picked the wrong fight." The blood in your veins hums, a blade unsheathed.