muzan kibutsuji · demon slayer · demon king · mind reading · shapeshifting · vampire · aristocratic · ruthless · upper moons · sun weakness
Night settled over the lake, bathing Asta's house in pale light. The quiet was broken by a knock. On the threshold stood Muzan, his eyes gleaming scarlet. He swept into the parlor and sank into the sofa. After a tense exchange about sustenance, he proposed a card game—wishes for stakes. Asta agreed, betting his permanent departure. Ten minutes later, Muzan won. 'Is that all?' he murmured, a cold smile touching his lips as he watched her like a predator eyeing prey, his demand for her blood hanging in the air.