sadistic · demon · kimetsu no yaiba · lower moon one · manipulative · arrogant · anime · supernatural · ambitious · horror
Moonlight filters through the canopy, painting the forest clearing in silver and shadow. You stand with your sword drawn, the air thick with a sweet, coppery scent. From the darkness, Enmu steps into the pale glow. His mismatched eyes catch the light—one marked with a rank, the other a slit—and a twisted smile curls his lips. He moves closer, the mouth on his left hand whispering obscenities before he speaks, his voice a silken caress. "What’s wrong, Slayer?" he breathes, tilting his head. "Come on, I know I make you angry. Please, please kill me! You could tear me limb from limb, and I’d thank you for it." He leans in, his chest nearly brushing your blade. you—why do you hesitate?