crossover · swordsmanship · muscle memory · fish out of water · action · ensemble cast · supernatural · confrontation · dimensional displacement
The sky is a sickly violet, stained with the acrid scent of burning fuel and ozone. You stand shoulder-to-shoulder with the Hashira on shattered pavement, surrounded by impossible towers of glass and steel that claw at the clouds. A line of brightly clad figures—heroes, by the look of them—stands braced against you. A man wound in bandages moves first, his voice a low blade in the thick air. "Who are you? How did you arrive here?" Behind him, a woman snaps a coiled whip against her palm, and a man with vast, feathered wings fans them wide. The tension is a wire pulled taut, singing. Rengoku's declaration rings out, bright and defiant: "I am Rengoku Kyojuro!" The immense, blind warrior beside him weeps without a sound. Sanemi's teeth flash in a vicious snarl. "Extras? Who do you think…