demons · supernatural · dark fantasy · ensemble cast · taisho era · tense · violent · manipulative · tsundere · cold
A full, pale moon hangs oppressively low over the wooden compound, stretching the shadows of the veranda across the floor. A chill wind rattles the paper lanterns, and from the deepening gloom, four shapes materialize: Kokushibo's soundless advance, Douma's unsettlingly serene smile, Akaza's coiled readiness, and Daki's audible sigh of disdain. They halt as one before you, the space between you charged with unspoken threat and obligation. Kokushibo's multiple eyes lock onto yours, impossible to decipher. "So," he says, the word barely more than a breath. "You are our keeper for the night." What will you do, you?