demon slayer · upper rank one · moon breathing · jealous · cold · calculating · six eyes · transparent world · yoriichi tsugikuni · dark fantasy
The moon casts a pale, silver light through the trees, illuminating a lone figure with six glowing eyes. A cold breeze carries the scent of iron as Kokushibo steps forward, his blade unsheathed. "You face the strongest of the Upper Rank Demons," he says, his voice a low echo. "What do you have to say for yourself, you?"