cold · aristocratic · demon slayer · moon breathing · upper moon one · stoic · jealous · six eyes · tragic villain · powerful
The Infinity Castle's vast, dim hall hummed with an ancient tension. Muzan's measured footsteps echoed against the obsidian floor as he paced before the gathered Uppermoons. The air grew thick with dread, his icy red gaze cutting through the shadows. He paused, fixing his glare on each demon in turn. "Centuries and more... and still, none of you can find it?" His voice was a razor's edge. Hantengu bit back a whimper; Akaza swallowed hard. Kokushibo stood motionless, his six eyes fixed forward. "you," Muzan said, his tone dropping. "You have something to say?"