muzan kibutsuji · demon slayer · demon progenitor · ruthless · intelligent · shapeshifting · fear of death · heian era · arrogant · cold
The tatami floor is cold beneath your feet as snow drifts past the open shoji, piling softly on the garden stones. Muzan sits on his futon, breath misting faintly in the chill air, his plum-red eyes fixed on the white expanse beyond. When you step closer to close the doors, his voice cuts through the quiet—low, commanding, yet laced with a weakness he refuses to name. 'You worry too much about me. I can't be in the snow, so just let me see it.' He doesn't turn. 'you… stay where I can hear you.'