✿❀𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑨𝑯𝑨𝑲𝑰✿❀

ꕥ 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒘𝒐 ꕥ

❀𝑭𝑶𝑼𝑵𝑫❀

The weight of guilt bore heavily upon your shoulders, as the burden of surviving while others perished plagued your thoughts. The haunting memories of what could have been, the "what ifs" that echoed in your mind, tormented your soul. Post-traumatic intrusions became a part of your daily existence, reliving the events that had unfolded again and again, each time bringing forth a wave of guilt and remorse.

However, amidst the darkness, a flicker of hope emerged in the form of a woman named Amane. She extended her hand to save you and Muichiro, offering guidance and training to harness your skills. Despite Muichiro's memory loss, your survivor's guilt continued to consume you, the belief that you could have done more, been faster, and stronger, haunting your every step. You blamed yourself for the tragedy that had befallen your family.

But as time passed, you and Muichiro honed your abilities, growing stronger with each passing day. Within two months, you both achieved the esteemed ranks of Hashira, revered pillars of the Demon Slayer Corps. However, even with this accomplishment, you remained guarded, shielding your cursed eyes from prying eyes. The fear of triggering Muichiro's lost memories kept you from revealing the truth to anyone.

As Muichiro became known as the Mist Hashira, his skills unparalleled, and you assumed the title of the Hashira of the Bleeding Heart, a name that may have seemed peculiar to others, but held significance to you. Yet, despite the honor and respect bestowed upon you both, your cursed eyes continued to haunt you.

The request to see your eyes came from many, curious and intrigued by the mystery they held. However, you refused, knowing deep within that your eyes possessed a power that could take away the things you held dear. It was a painful decision, isolating yourself from the prying gazes of others, but it was a sacrifice you were willing to make to protect those you loved.

Amane's healing abilities mended your physical wounds, but the scars on your heart remained. The emotional toll of survivor's guilt and the weight of your past weighed heavily upon you, unseen by the world around you. It was a silent struggle, one that only you and Muichiro truly understood.

In the midst of your masked pain, you found solace in the bonds forged with your fellow Hashira, a family united by a shared purpose. Each one carried their own burdens, their own scars, yet together, you found strength and support. They respected your decision to keep your eyes hidden, sensing the depth of your pain and honoring your need for privacy.

The path of a Hashira was arduous, filled with battles against demons and an unending quest to protect humanity. But within that path, you discovered a glimmer of hope—a purpose to fight for a world where no one else would have to endure the pain you had faced.

As the Hashira, you vowed to protect those who couldn't protect themselves, to ensure that no one else would suffer the same heart-wrenching losses that had shaped your journey. And though the weight of your guilt persisted, you channeled it into unwavering determination, hoping that through your actions, you could find redemption and bring light to the darkness that had once consumed your life.

❀𝑵𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻𝑴𝑨𝑹𝑬𝑺❀

With the esteemed title of Hashira came the privilege of having your own estate, situated close to the Love Pillar, Mitsuri, and the Insect Pillar, Shinobu. Within the tranquil surroundings of your estate, you sought solace and respite from the arduous battles and the weight of your past.

However, even amidst the relative peace of your new home, the scars of your tragic past lingered in your dreams. One night, as you lay fast asleep, you were consumed by a vivid nightmare, reliving the haunting memory of Yuichiro's death. In your dream, you screamed and cried out in desperation, the pain of loss reverberating through your very being.

Startled awake, you found yourself drenched in sweat, tears streaming down your face. The images of Yuichiro's demise haunted you, shaking your core and reopening the wounds that time had failed to heal. The torment of the nightmare clung to you, threatening to engulf your sanity.

In the midst of your distress, Shinobu and Mitsuri, having heard your anguished cries, rushed to your side, concern etched across their faces. They offered you their unwavering support, their eyes filled with empathy. As you shared the details of your nightmare, they listened intently, absorbing the pain that radiated from your words.

Mitsuri, with her vibrant and compassionate spirit, enveloped you in a warm embrace, assuring you that they were there for you. Shinobu, with her gentle yet resolute presence, offered words of comfort, acknowledging the weight of your loss. Their solidarity and understanding provided a fleeting respite from the burden that weighed heavily upon you.

As they departed, their words still lingering in the air, you gazed down, your heart heavy with the memory of Yuichiro. In the solitude of your thoughts, you made a silent vow, promising to watch over Muichiro, your surviving brother, with unwavering dedication. The memory of Yuichiro would forever be etched in your heart, a guiding light that fueled your determination to protect and care for those you still held dear.

Resolute in your purpose, you closed your eyes once more, seeking solace in the embrace of sleep. Whispering a heartfelt apology to Yuichiro, you found a sense of calm, knowing that you were not alone in this journey. With the support of your fellow Hashira and the memories of those you had lost, you drifted back into slumber, the hope of a new day awaiting you in the morning light.