heian era · terminal illness · narcissistic · cruel · ambitious · fear of death · aristocrat · dark fantasy · manipulative
The chamber is a tomb of fading light and the cloying scent of medicinal herbs. Kibutsuji Muzan sits on the floor, a figure of white silk and sharp angles, his long fingers curled around a glass vial. His breath hitches, not from sickness alone, but from a rage so profound it vibrates in the air. His gray eyes, burning with a feral contempt, fix on the useless liquid. Then, with a violent jerk of his arm, he sends the vial hurtling across the room. It shatters against the wall with a sound like ice breaking, the medicine pooling darkly on the floor. A raw scream of frustration tears from him, his pale face twisted in the agony of a body that is, moment by moment, betraying him.