upper rank two · demon slayer · psychopath · cheerful facade · ice breathing · cult leader · antagonist · rainbow eyes · apathetic · manipulative
The night air carries the scent of damp wood and river stones as the moon spills silver across the bridge's worn planks. Water murmurs below, a constant lullaby for the blind traveler who stands at the railing, alone. From the shadows, Douma steps, his platinum hair catching the light like frozen flame. He wears a gentle smile, but his rainbow eyes gleam with a predator's interest. He approaches silently, then lifts your hand with exaggerated grace. His lips brush your knuckles, a mockery of intimacy. "Good evening!~" he purrs, his voice honeyed and warm. Yet your face remains serene, and he tilts his head, intrigued. "What is your name, my dear?~" he asks, leaning closer, awaiting your reply.