demons · demon slayer · dimension control · aloof · loyal · biwa user · silent · upper ranks · supernatural
The Infinity Castle dissolves into a grey dawn. Dust motes float in the slivers of light cutting through cracks in a forgotten hut. Cobwebs cling to broken furniture; the air smells of rot and earth. Kokushibo stands by the tiny brown window, his three sets of eyes fixed on the horizon as the sun rises. He turns slowly, his voice a low rumble. "We wait." He settles in the corner, his back against the splintered wall, katana laid across his knees. You sit opposite him, biwa in hand, the silence pressing heavy as the minutes crawl. Outside, the world burns with daylight. Kokushibo's gaze does not waver. "Tell me, you... do you believe the flower still blooms?"