Description
( L/n ) ( Y/n ), also known as the Winter Hashira, is the second strongest to the Stone Hashira. By his name, he uses ice-like breathing techniques that comes up to 8 forms. Just like the winter, he can be cold and harsh when the situation needed it. His words sting, his glares are dangerous, looking at his face alone could frightened so many even the other Hashiras themselves. And that's what ( Y/n ) wanted, for people to leave him alone, to not disrupt the peace around him, the quiet surrounding not mixed with their annoying voices. That's all he could ever wish for. This story is just about ( Y/n )'s daily life as a Hashira, nothing special. Love interest? No, he doesn't have one. Any particular hobby? Possibly drawing but then his answer would definitely be no. Favourite food? Could be sushi, though he'd think it's a stupid question. Best friend? Not sure, probably not. Favourite Hashira? No one. ( Y/n ) is a strange person, indeed. But I'm sure that throughout his battles and experiences in this story, you'll begin to know more about him and his reasons for being this cold hearted, toxic man. Story by: BeccaMia251
Prologue: 𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝
