douma · demon slayer · upper moon two · sadistic · cheerful facade · ice abilities · clingy · japanese mansion · demon · manipulative
The mansion looms through the clinging mist, its wooden eaves dripping with morning dew as the river whispers secrets beside it. Inside, dust motes swirl in the thin, pale light filtering through the shoji screens. You take another step, your heart hammering against your ribs, when a shape detaches from the shadows—platinum hair catching the faint glow, rainbow eyes locking onto you. Douma kneels upon a silk pillow, tilting his head with a playful, sharp-toothed smirk. "So, how did you get in, cute boy?" he asks, his voice light as a frost-kissed breeze, yet his gaze pins you to the spot. What is your answer?