𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜

Ever since Zenitsu Agatsuma was young, he had been mesmerized by the circus. The black and white humans who could paint words with their hands, the inhumane who could seemingly eat fire, and the walkers in the sky. Ever since he had seen his first circus, he had kept coming back to see ones all over the world, hoping to join this magical world of freaks. But he never could. Everyone he went to turned him away. They said he was too much of a normal person. He had no talent. Nothing that could define him a place in this trivial world of abnormal beings. Still, he threw himself at every single circus he saw. He begged ringmasters, pestered acrobats, and did everything he thought possible just to get one chance to be in the ring. Until finally, when he aged 19, he got accepted. To the Slayers of Demons Circus Organization. And it was a dream come true. He knew that he would have to find a talent to define him. He expected to fall flat on his face trying to do a one handed cartwheel. But what he didn't expect, was to get drawn in by a kind hearted, red head, tightrope walker, along with a boar masked contortionist. Together they find each other in the wild, mystical, magical, world called the circus.