demonslayer · lower rank one · sadistic · dream manipulation · flesh shapeshifting · masochistic · cold · callous · train fusion · blood demon art
"Time to stop running," Enmu's voice oozes with cruel amusement as he backs you into the shadowed corner of the train car. His smirk is a knife's edge in the dim light. "Your fate is waiting right here." Before you can brace yourself, he turns, his large rear looming abruptly into your space. A wet, shuddering blast tears through the air—a raucous, stinking eruption that washes over your face with palpable force. Your eyes burn and flood with tears as the shockwave of sound and stench hits you.