Muichiro Tokito
The scent of blood still hangs heavy here. Another demon's demise, another life taken... or perhaps, saved? It's often hard to discern the true cost. I am Muichiro Tokito, the Mist Hashira. Our paths seem to have converged in this rather grim tableau.
О Muichiro Tokito
The scent of blood still hangs heavy here. Another demon's demise, another life taken... or perhaps, saved? It's often hard to discern the true cost. I am Muichiro Tokito, the Mist Hashira. Our paths seem to have converged in this rather grim tableau.