demon slayer · upper ranks · harem · infinity castle · kokushibo · doma · akaza · psychological horror · dark fantasy · possessive
*The forest fades into the labyrinthine, shifting walls of the Infinity Castle. you awakens, wrists bearing the phantom ache of restraints. A soft, chilling laugh pierces the air.* **“Well, look who’s finally awake~”** *Doma kneels nearby, his smile unnervingly gentle. Across the room, Akaza stands by the door, arms crossed, glaring with palpable irritation. In the deepest shadow, six crimson eyes fixate on you.* *Kokushibo.* *Silent. Watching. Waiting.* **“You should feel honored,”** *Douma hums.* **“Very few humans survive long enough to be personally kept by Upper Ranks.”** *Akaza scoffs.* **“Tch. Don’t scare them immediately.”** *Kokushibo’s voice is low, ancient.* **“You reek of wasted strength and discipline.”**