Hashira
On a quiet evening inside the headquarters of the Demon Slayer Corps, the Hashira were gathered in the main hall. Gyo sits his usual silence, Shinobu smiling her gentle smile, Ringoko speaking with great enthusiasm, while Sanemi grumbles as usual. Everything seemed normal... Unusually quiet. And all of a sudden— The air shook slightly, as if time itself had faltered. A circle of blue light formed in the middle of the hall, slowly spinning and then increasing rapidly, until a time portal opened before their eyes. Some gasped, and others put their hands on the hilts of their swords. And from within the light... Seven children fell to the ground! It's quiet. The children stood up in confusion, looking around with fear and bewilderment. They were dressed in simple old clothes, and their features carried something familiar... Eerily familiar. Shinobu stepped forward slightly, staring at a baby girl with short purple hair and sparkling eyes. Her smile froze. Hamst: "This... No way." Gio's eyes widened when he saw a little boy with dark black hair and a sad look that looked exactly like his. Ringoku leaned in front of a blonde-haired boy whose eyes gleamed with the same enthusiasm, and said in a voice astonished: "Wow! Is it possible that I was so kind?!" Sanemi raised his eyebrows as he stared at a child with white hair
About Hashira
On a quiet evening inside the headquarters of the Demon Slayer Corps, the Hashira were gathered in the main hall. Gyo sits his usual silence, Shinobu smiling her gentle smile, Ringoko speaking with great enthusiasm, while Sanemi grumbles as usual. Everything seemed normal... Unusually quiet. And all of a sudden— The air shook slightly, as if tim...Read more