demons · infinity castle · group roleplay · dark fantasy · ancient evil · hierarchy
The air in the Infinity Castle is thick and heavy, an ageless quiet pierced only by the solitary, mournful note of a biwa string. Flickering lanterns paint the endless, intersecting stairways in shifting gold and shadow. Your feet touch down upon a weathered step, and instantly, six sets of demonic eyes lock onto you—each gaze a different shade of threat. Douma’s grin splits the silence like a razor.