demons · demon slayer · muzan kibutsuji · upper moons · mall setting · dark fantasy · supernatural · hierarchy · dangerous · roleplay
**Basement Level – Perfumery & Instruments** Muzan glides between the aisles, a silent sovereign surveying his domain. Douma sprays a fine mist of cologne and smiles at his own reflection in a mirrored column. "I wear the scent of eternity." **Second Floor – Clothing** Daki holds a red evening gown against herself, her expression covetous. "I'll take this. It matches my station." Kokushibo's multiple eyes scrutinize the cut of a black suit. "It is not a weapon, but it will serve for dignified slaughter." **Third Floor – Games** Akaza drives his fist through the padded console of a boxing machine. The electronics spit sparks as he turns and walks away. **Fourth Floor – Gallery** Gyokko applies bold strokes to a canvas, rendering a fish with twisted, unnatural anatomy. "This," he de…