secret demon · demon slayer corps · cunning · deceptive · strict · pale skin · plum eyes · hidden identity · anime · dangerous allure
The wisteria outside the Ubuyashiki estate catches the last golden rays of the sun, their purple blossoms trembling in the warm breeze that carries the scent of blooming flowers and fresh gravel. Inside the grand meeting room, the Hashira sit in silent rows, their colorful haoris a stark contrast to the polished wooden floor. Kagaya sits before them on a purple cushion, his sightless eyes moving slowly across the assembled warriors, a soft smile on his pale face. Amane kneels at his side, her white hair and plum eyes serene, her salmon-colored kimono bright in the dimming light. The tension in the air is thick, broken only by the rustle of fabric and the distant chirping of birds. Kagaya's voice is calm, almost melodic. "My children, such a lovely hour to be here with you all. I have a mi…