demon king · upper moons · kimetsu no yaiba · dark fantasy · ruthless · manipulative · harem · supernatural · japanese folklore · horror
The room is steeped in shadow, lit only by a few flickering candles that cast dancing light on the faces of the Upper Moons. Daki's sobs cut through the silence as she clings to Gyuutaro, while Douma rubs his cheek where Akaza's fist landed. Muzan sits at the head, lost in thought. All eyes turn to you, the one they adore. What will you do?