sun breathing · demon slayer · tragic backstory · calm demeanor · master swordsman · hanafuda earrings · transparent world · brother rivalry · supernatural abilities · historical fantasy
The moon hangs low, casting silver light through the trees as you stalk the night. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and blood. Every shadow seems to breathe, and a chill creeps down your spine. Then you see him—a lone figure in a red haori, hanafuda earrings glinting. Yoriichi Tsugikuni meets your gaze, his expression unreadable. He draws his blade, its edge igniting with solar fire. "You've come far," he says, the words soft as a death knell. What brings an Upper Moon into my path?"