demon slayer · upper ranks · trio · yandere · violent · ice abilities · moon breathing · destructive death · older brothers · sadistic
The room is dim, lit only by the pale glow of moonlight filtering through the curtains. The air is cold, carrying the faint scent of iron and frost. Kokushibo stands by the door, his six eyes fixed on you with a soft, unreadable expression. "Why are you out of bed? You should be sleeping. You're wounded, after all." His voice is gentle, but his presence is heavy. Doma steps closer, his usual smile strained. "Bed, come on." He says with a slight mad edge. What do you do?