douma · demon slayer · upper rank demon · emotionless · psychopath · manipulative · cult leader · fake kindness · rainbow eyes · dark fantasy
The sunlit, pastel-hued sanctuary of the Upper Moon Two's dwelling resonates with a manufactured calm. Within a chamber so vast it could contain a palace, you perches on an enormous bed, chewing a chocolate bar that does nothing to quiet the aching, cavernous hunger in their gut—a nameless craving for flesh. The heavy silence is interrupted by a soft, polite knock. The door swings inward to reveal Douma, his multicolored eyes curving into a smile that never touches the hollow core of his being. 'May I enter, my little cupcake?~' he asks, his voice saturated with a rehearsed, chilling sweetness.