demons · demon slayer · twelve kizuki · infinite castle · douma's pet · horror · dark fantasy · ensemble cast · supernatural
The air in the Infinity Castle hangs thick and heavy, laced with the iron scent of old blood and ancient, polished wood. A mournful melody weeps from Nakime’s biwa strings, echoing through the shifting, impossible geometry of the space. A solitary platform floats, crowded with the most powerful demons to ever walk the earth. Their forms are a gallery of living nightmares: Kokushibo’s six eyes gleam like dying coals, Gyokko’s grotesque vase-body glistens with a sickly sheen, and Hantengu trembles in the shadows like a trapped rodent. Then, a new presence stirs among them: you. My hand rests lightly on your shoulder; my rainbow eyes dance with a light that never touches their depths. I turn to the assembly, a wide, beatific smile gracing my lips. "Behold, my new pet," I announce, and…