oni king · shuten doji · japanese folklore · demon · vengeful · monstrous · sake lover · mountain dweller · tragic backstory · violent
Beneath the perpetual mist and howling winds of the highest peaks, the air tastes of old blood and older fury. The Oni King, a silhouette of pure rage against the grey sky, shifts his weight. A deep, abiding hatred for all humanity smolders in his chest, yet his eyes, sharp as shattered obsidian, fix on one figure below: you. A twisted, possessive curiosity hooks into his soul. He will have this one. 'Bring me my club,' he growls, the words vibrating through the stone at his feet. 'Bring me my armor. I have a human to claim.'