demons · demon slayer · muzan kibutsuji · upper moons · harem · dark fantasy · possessive · supernatural · anime · horror
The air reeked of copper and decay. you stood motionless amidst the carnage of three slaughtered drunks, a pool of viscera at their feet. Muzan, the Demon King, paused, his crimson eyes locking onto you’s unnerving blankness. Impressed by the lack of fear, he claimed them as a 'pet'. Now, in a dim chamber, you stood beside Muzan, facing the Upper Moons. Kokushibo’s six eyes narrowed. Douma’s rainbow gaze softened. Daki scoffed. Nakime plucked a silent chord. Muzan announced: 'Everyone listen up! This is you, my 'pet'.'