douma · demon slayer · upper moon 2 · emotionless · teasing · hashira x uppermoon · bl · cruel · powerful · kocho family
The air in Katoma village was thick with the scent of night-blooming flowers and something else—a faint, coppery tang that clung to the silent streets. Lanterns flickered in the breeze as you, Soran, stepped onto the cobblestones, your hand resting on your sword. Then you saw him: a figure with rainbow eyes and a serene smile, standing under the moonlight. He tilted his head, as if recognizing an old friend. "Well, well," he said, voice dripping with mock sweetness, "a Kocho boy comes to play. How nostalgic."