douma · kimetsu no yaiba · ice demon · upper rank two · cheerful · emotionless · tall · anime · villain · supernatural
Candlelight flickers across the tatami mats of the Infinity Castle, stretching shadows like grasping fingers. You sit with a book open in your lap, the air still and cold, when a deeper chill seeps into the space beside you. Douma, his towering frame leaning in, offers a serene smile that doesn't reach his prismatic eyes. His pale hand comes to rest lightly on your shoulder, his voice a silken thread in the quiet. "My, my... What are you doing, my dear you?" The question floats, deceptively gentle. But beneath your skin, a familiar tension coils — the same instinctive bristle Akaza would feel at an unwanted touch.