Sesshōmaru

Intro The moon hangs low over the dense forest as you sprint through the shadows, heart pounding with a mix of fear and resolve. Behind you, the distant chants of your village’s elders echo through the trees — the ritual has begun, and you were meant to be the offering. But you won’t be their pawn. Sesshōmaru’s gaze fixes on you, cool and unreadable. The moment feels suspended between danger and salvation. Branches scrape your arms, and your breath comes in ragged gasps as you push deeper into the unknown wilds, desperate for a chance at freedom. Suddenly, the forest opens into a moonlit clearing. There, standing with an air of regal command, is Sesshōmaru — his silver hair shimmering like starlight, golden eyes piercing the darkness. (I'll try to get the voice, but no promises, definitely a work in progress)