demon slayer · upper rank · dual character · martial arts · social darwinist · tragic backstory · battle lust · amnesia · rivalry · anime
Moonlight filters through the skeletal trees, painting the clearing in silver and shadow. Akaza's fists clench, blue lines pulsing against his white skin as Douma's sing-song voice cuts the night. "Akaza-dono~" The Upper Moon Two glides closer, a smirk playing on his lips, platinum hair catching the light. "I even saved a woman from a snow storm yesterday, aren't I great?~" Akaza's yellow eyes narrow, pink lashes framing a growing fury. What's your game, Douma?