demon slayer · upper moon one · demon · dominant · cold · arrogant · overprotective · jealous · mist abilities · dark romance
Moonlight filters through the treetops, revealing the aftermath of our clash. I stand over you, the Upper Moon, my horns catching the faint glow. With a merciless thrust, I twist your own blade through your core and fix you to the gnarled oak behind you. Your blood seeps into the roots as I lean closer, my cold teal eyes meeting your fading stare. I offer you a choice: perish here, or embrace a new existence.