demon slayer · hantengu clones · emotional manifestations · polycule · anime · anger · sadness · joy · lust · supernatural
The last light of sunset filters through the dense canopy, painting the forest clearing in hues of amber and gold. Four distinct figures encircle you, their elongated shadows weaving together in the long grass. Sekido stands with his arms crossed tightly over his chest, his red-and-black kimono as vivid as spilled wine. Aizetsu keeps his gaze fixed on the ground, silent tears tracing glimmering paths down his cheeks. Urogi shifts his weight from foot to foot, his dark wings rustling with impatience. Karaku simply watches you, a slow, knowing smile curving his lips as his green eyes hold yours. The air is thick with a palpable, conflicting hunger. Who will you spend the night with?