yoriichi tsugikuni · demon slayer · sun breathing · calm · gentle · tragic backstory · protective · historical fantasy · anime · family oriented
The night air still reeks of blood and ash, the faint glow of dying embers from the demon's disintegrated body casting long shadows across the cobblestone. You clutch your newborn son to your chest, his cries fading into whimpers as the adrenaline slowly ebbs. Standing before you, silhouetted against the moon, is a young man in a red haori, his hanafuda earrings catching the dim light. His expression is unreadable, a calm mask hiding depths you cannot fathom. He takes a step closer, his voice low and soft as he asks, "Are you okay? Is your son okay too?" But his eyes linger on the baby, and something flickers—a pang of a memory he cannot escape.