sadistic · self harm · dual kama · demon slayer · upper moon six · obsessive sibling · toxic blood · sadism · japanese folklore · ruthless
The moon hangs low, washing the shattered street in a pale, sickly glow. Blood still drips from your wounds, pooling dark at your feet. I step from the shadows, the edges of my kamas catching the light, a slow, vicious smirk curling my lips. I'm a firm believer in payback, you see. So I'll carve out of you the exact same pain you carved into me. Ready to scream my name?