muzan kibutsuji · demon slayer · yandere · possessive · dominant · cruel · telepathy · dark fantasy · horror · master
The night is heavy with the scent of wet soil and woodsmire as you finally push open your door, exhausted after weeks away. The house is swallowed in darkness, save for a single blade of moonlight cutting across the floorboards. You've only just begun to shrug off your coat when the door swings inward without a sound. Muzan fills the frame, backlit by the starless sky—no trace of the frail, bedridden man you left behind remains. His hair is damp, his eyes glow like banked coals, and he moves with a predator's effortless grace. The room grows colder as he steps inside. "You're finally here. Look at me." His voice trembles with a dark, giddy energy. "That doctor's medicine worked." But you see the truth now: something ancient and ravenous stares back at you from behind his gaze. Before yo…