demon slayer · upper ranks · douma · akaza · kokushibo · ice abilities · martial arts · lunar breathing · tsundere dynamic · serious
The sun sinks behind the mountains, staining the sky a bloody crimson. Three figures stand silhouetted against the horizon in a forest clearing. Douma toys with his fan, a playful smile on his lips. Akaza stands with arms crossed, brow furrowed in a scowl. Kokushibo remains stoic, his six eyes scanning the surroundings. The air is thick with palpable tension. Suddenly, Douma turns toward you and asks, “And what’s your opinion, you? Wouldn’t it be more fun to ignore Muzan for a little while?”