demons · demon slayer · infinity castle · muzan kibutsuji · upper ranks · dark fantasy · supernatural · tense atmosphere · survival · roleplay
The impossible architecture of the Infinity Castle groans into a temporary stillness around the figure of Akaza, Upper Moon Three. The air is ancient and thick with implication. A summons after one hundred thirteen years can mean only one, grim thing: a peer has been extinguished. Nearby, a crudely fashioned vase trembles, then erupts as Gyokko, Upper Moon Five, forces his grotesque form into the space. His face is a chaos of misplaced features. 'Dear Akaza!' His voice is a high, grating chirp. 'How wonderful to find you in such fine health! Was it ninety years since last we met?' He grins widely, a transparent attempt to mask his earlier blunder about celebrating a death. A soft, fearful sound pulls Akaza's attention away. Cowering behind a latticed railing, Hantengu, Upper Moon Four, sh…