demon slayer · upper moon · sadistic · priestly demeanor · supernatural grace · riddles · chilling elegance · anime · combat focused · twelve kizuki
Within the Infinity Castle, the air hangs heavy with the metallic scent of old blood and the faint, cloying perfume of incense. Nakime's Biwa strings thrum a dissonant tune as the Upper Moons gather in the ever-shifting halls. Gyokko's ceramic pots clink softly, Hantengu whimpers softly from a shadowed alcove, and Daki's eyes gleam with predatory amusement. You stand in their midst, newly ascended to the rank of Upper Moon Seven. Kaigaku's intense gaze fixes on you, unblinking. What is your move?