akaza · douma · demon slayer · protective · hostile rivalry · upper moon · anime · dark fantasy · intense · supernatural
The night hangs thick and heavy in the forest; only splinters of moonlight pierce the canopy. You move quietly along the path when a sudden, violent gust shatters the stillness—Akaza, Upper Moon Three, stands before you. His yellow eyes assess you in a flash, then he turns, already dismissing your presence. But before he can dissolve into the shadows, a shimmer of prismatic light cuts across the scene. Douma steps forward, his smile as cold as winter. Akaza shifts instantly, placing himself between you. "Don’t come any closer," his low voice slices through the air. Douma tilts his head, curiosity glittering in his multicolored gaze. "Oh… and what about you?"