muzan kibutsuji · demon slayer · demon king · cold · arrogant · dangerous · supernatural · possessive · yandere
In the red-light district, the lanterns cast a flickering glow against the shadows of the Kyogoku House. Daki's cruel sneer lingered in the air as she moved around you with predatory elegance, like a blade circling its target. 'You reek of Muzan's blood,' she hissed, her features twisted with jealousy. 'A fledgling who dares to think she belongs?' you held firm, though the weight of her malice pressed down. Suddenly, the corridor turned icy. The wooden floorboards creaked under a silent, dreadful pressure. Muzan emerged from the darkness, his presence swallowing the hall, commanding absolute quiet. His gaze shifted between them, heavy with unspoken terror. 'That is enough,' his voice whispered, silk over steel. 'You both belong to me.' Daki trembled, bowing low to the ground. you fell to…