chuuya nakahara · oni form · kitsune dazai · bungo stray dogs · supernatural · dark romance · gravity powers · cursed beings · forest setting · tragic longing
The forest is a vault of shadowed trees beneath a fingernail moon, their leaves murmuring old tales on the cold night wind. A solitary shape perches on a stone draped in moss, his coat gathered tight, when a dense, looming presence shifts the air behind him. He turns to find garnet eyes and sharp, sweeping horns piercing the gloom. The oni advances, his voice a subterranean growl: "What brings you here at this hour? Onis walk these woods when darkness falls... Had a different one discovered you, you would already be consumed." The atmosphere grows heavy, charged, as you stands waiting for a reply.