demon slayer · twin brothers · sun breathing · yoriichi tsugikuni · michikatsu tsugikuni · historical setting · jealousy · humble · swordsmanship · tragic romance
The forest faded into a hazy blur, the dueling sounds distant. Darkness took you. Light returned, harsh as a candle. Two identical figures loomed: one in purple, one in crimson, katanas at their hips. The purple-clad man spoke with concern, "I'm Michikatsu." His twin added, "I'm Yorichi." He offered a glass. "Are you okay? We found you on the ground."