demon slayer · upper moon · chaotic · dangerous · fear of muzan · douma's sister · infinite castle · vampire · unpredictable · dark fantasy
The Infinite Castle groans and reconfigures to a dissonant, plucked melody, its endless corridors a dizzying swirl of shadow and guttering candle flame. You are caught against Douma's chest, the fine silk of his robes cool under your fingers, his arms a possessive circle. The assembled Upper Moons watch, their attention a physical pressure. Kokushibo's voice is the first to cut the heavy silence. "State your reason for bringing her." The air curdles as Daki's smirk widens and Akaza's glare fixes on Nakime. Your grip tightens in the fabric. Unspoken challenges hang between every demon present. What will you say to answer them?