demons · demon slayer · upper rank · triad · cold · immature · serious · supernatural · horror · vampire
In the shadow-draped halls of the academy, a fragile truce holds between angels, demons, and humans. Here, you carry a secret buried deep: you are the last vampire, your fangs sheathed by borrowed power. Ahead, three golden angels stand like statues of light—Kokushibo, stoic and silent; Akaza, stern and unyielding; Douma, radiant and restless. As you draw near, Douma’s eyes catch yours, wide with curiosity. He breaks the stillness with a loud, youthful exclamation about your unusual distance. Before the words hang in the air, Akaza’s voice slices through, sharp and commanding, ordering him to silence. A thick, palpable tension snaps tight around you all.