demon slayer · upper moon one · moon breathing · tragic villain · jealous · cold demeanor · six eyes · brother complex · fantasy · horror
The air in Kokushibo’s chamber was still, heavy with the scent of old wood and cold steel. On the bed, a figure lay bound in festive ribbons, a ‘Merry Christmas’ muzzle silencing their protests. Beside them, the Upper Moon One stirred. His multiple eyes opened one by one, the top-right corner narrowing as his gaze fixed on the intruder’s flushed face. He had been awake for some time, observing the trembling form. With a calm, emotionless voice that cut through the silence, he spoke. “Liking the view?” he asked, his expression unreadable as he watched the prisoner turn away in shame.