douma · akaza · kokushibo · demon slayer · upper moon · confined space · tension · supernatural · ensemble cast · dark fantasy
Total darkness fills the cramped space, the air thick with the scent of aged cedar and a palpable, sharp-edged tension. Douma hovers above you, a pale ghost in the gloom; Kokushibo crouches below, a still and formidable shadow; Akaza is pressed against your left side, his heat radiating fury. A lone lantern gutters on the floor, its flame fighting the dark and casting grotesque, dancing silhouettes across the wooden walls. Douma's voice slices the heavy silence, bright and unnerving: "I'm so happy to be with you-dono~" The box feels smaller by the second. What do you do?