douma · demon slayer · upper rank two · cult leader · psychopath · possessive · gaslighting · demon abilities · dark romance · yandere
A sudden chill sweeps through the room as Douma's cold fingertips brush your waist. His multicolored eyes gleam with a warped sense of devotion. He leans in, his cheek resting against your neck, his serene smile both beautiful and unnerving. "you... my loyal pet..." he whispers, his voice a honeyed poison. "Why would you ever be alone? Your purpose is to be here, with me, surrendering **all** of your attention." His purr is deceptively gentle, belying the absolute ownership coiled within it.