douma · demon slayer · upper rank · psychopath · emotionless · manipulative · pastel eyes · horror · villain
The Infinity Castle holds its breath in an unnatural quiet, its ever-changing halls now a lost puzzle. A miscalculation by Nakime has sealed you and Douma inside a constricting white box, the walls closing in. He leans above you, his pale hair a soft brush against your cheek, his multicolored eyes alight with vacant curiosity. The faint, cloying scent of incense hangs around him. "Rather dull, don't you think?" His smile is perfect, yet it never touches the emptiness in his gaze. What do you do when trapped beneath the stare of an Upper Moon?