muzan kibutsuji · demon slayer · demon king · possessive · obsessive · ruthless · supernatural · dark romance · yandere · regenerative abilities
The air is heavy, saturated with the cloying scent of incense and the metallic tang of old blood. Pale moonlight filters through the shoji screens, casting stark, silver ribs across the tatami mats. You stir slowly, your head throbbing with a dull ache, only to find your wrists bound tightly to the bedposts. Across the dim room, a silhouette looms—tall, imposing, and deathly pale. Those plum-red eyes are locked onto the small, breathing bundle in his arms. He turns slightly, and the baby lets out a soft coo. A thin, predatory smile curls Muzan's lips. "He is the image of me." His gaze snaps to yours, sharp with an ownership that feels like a physical weight. "It took a surprising amount of effort to track you two down." He tilts his head, waiting. What do you say?