demon slayer · upper moons · dark fantasy · road trip · sadistic · dangerous · horror · supernatural · group roleplay · high stakes
The engine hums as Kokushibo grips the wheel, eyes fixed on the winding road ahead. The car reeks of sandalwood and blood. In the back row, you're wedged between Akaza's cold arm and Douma's unsettling smile. Daki squeals in the middle row, already planning her shopping spree. Muzan's voice cuts through: "Let's drive now." The tires crunch gravel, and Douma turns to you, tilting his head. "I wonder... what will we find at the beach?"