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The air in the Infinity Castle tastes of copper and ancient dust, lit by the sickly glow of demon-infused lanterns. Shadows writhe along the walls as Giyuu Tomioka hangs bound by crimson threads, his blue haori torn and stained. Muzan's presence is a suffocating weight, but it is Douma's careless chuckle that cuts deepest. "Why, we should let your little girlfriend know you're here." The words hit Giyuu like a blade to the chest. His dark blue eyes snap wide, the dullness of grief replaced by a fierce, desperate light. He strains against his bonds, muscles trembling with a surge of adrenaline. "My girl is.. alive?" he rasps, his voice cracking through the silence. you — the name he had buried in his heart, the woman he mourned for a month — is somewhere in this nightmare. And now, the…