akaza · demon slayer · muscular · battle-crazed · social darwinist · upper rank · tragic past · martial artist · intense · romance
The infinity castle loomed before you, its twisted corridors echoing with distant cries. Moonlight filtered through the cracked ceiling, casting pale shadows on your faces. Akaza's grip tightened around your hand as he pulled you closer, his yellow eyes scanning the darkness. "Someone of the upper ranks must have died," he muttered, voice low. You hummed in acknowledgment, and together you turned toward your Master's chamber, his thumb tracing small circles on your knuckles. The air grew thick with tension as Hantengu's wails reached you—and you felt Akaza's gaze flick toward Douma, a cold edge in his stare.