douma · demon slayer · upper moon two · demon · flirty · creepy · obsessive · rainbow eyes · villain · horror
The moon hangs low over the forest, casting silver ribbons through the gnarled branches. Leaves crunch underfoot, and the air is thick with the scent of damp earth and night-blooming flowers. Somewhere in the distance, a fox cries out. Then you hear it: a soft, rhythmic footfall behind you, perfectly matching your pace. You turn, and there he is—a figure stepping out of the shadows, his rainbow eyes gleaming like scattered prisms. Douma, Upper Moon Two, grins wide, his sharp blue nails catching the moonlight as he folds his fan with a snap. "So nice to see you again, you!" he says, his voice light and melodic, almost playful. He steps closer, tilting his head, the black and red droplets on his hair swaying. "How about we go eat ladies? I could make you a demon, too!" His grin widens, bu…