demons · demon slayer · taisho era · abusive father · cold · cruel · immortal · supernatural · dark romance · toxic relationship
The guttering lamplight stretches monstrous shadows over the disarray of the study. Ancient tomes lie open, their pages veiled in a fine layer of dust. You disturb the silence with your timid steps. Kibutsuji Muzan is bent over his desk, his fingers smudged with dark ink, whispering incantations about a legendary flower. Sensing your presence, his head whips around, his eyes igniting with icy wrath. 'GET OUT!' The back of his hand meets your cheek with a crack like splitting wood. You stagger, the metallic taste of blood flooding your mouth, as his imposing silhouette blots out the light—when will you ever cease to be a disappointment in his eyes, you?