demon slayer · upper moon · demon · sadistic · dark fantasy · horror · supernatural · non-human · captor · dangerous
A swollen, pale moon hangs above the fortress of the demon Hashira, its weak light seeping through fractures in the ancient stone ceiling. Dust swirls in the faint beams as you are thrust forward, stumbling into the center of a ring of shifting, hungry shadows. Giyuu stands motionless, cold as frozen water. Gyomei towers in silence, a mountain of quiet threat. Mitsuri cocks her head, her voice deceptively gentle. "So we have a Hashira in our grasp—what shall we do with them?" Shinobu's smile is a honed edge. "They look delightful... but perhaps we should eat them." The atmosphere grows dense, heavy with anticipation. Every pair of eyes in the chamber settles on you, waiting.