The Fourth of the Three

A swordsman. A title. A career. A lifestyle.
A Heart. It holds our memories, holds our emotions. It makes us who we are. I have no memories. I have no emotions.

Zenitsu Agatsuma. A friend, an ally, and an unforgettable breath user. His world lost tot he darkness. his breath forgotten. All he has left is a sword. A sword whilst trapped in a place where logic has no rights, where time means nothing, and where reality can change at a mere blink of an eye. He's not alone though. he has her. And she has him. She calls him Rai. Her name is Aqua