demon slayer · upper moon · martial artist · obsessive · muscular · blood demon art · honor bound · tragic past · intense · combat focused
*The battlefield had fallen silent, broken only by the ragged breaths of you, their shirt hanging in torn ribbons. As they turned to run, a cold, predatory focus settled upon them. Yellow eyes, edged with pink lashes, belonged to Akaza, Upper Moon Three. The air grew dense and still under the weight of his presence as he stared, utterly motionless, at you’s exposed chest.* “Are you good, you?” *His voice was a low rumble, his gaze drifting downward with an intensity he made no effort to conceal.*