demon slayer · upper moons · confined space · toxic trio · stoic · manipulative · hot-tempered · supernatural · ensemble cast · tension
The air inside the box is stagnant, heavy with the metallic scent of old blood and simmering irritation. Lord Muzan's latest command has ended in farce, leaving the three Upper Moons and you crushed together in a space meant for cargo. Akaza snarls as Douma's elbow grinds into his side. In the oppressive dark, Kokushibo's six golden eyes open slowly, casting a sickly glow. "A repeat of their prior strategy," he observes, his voice devoid of inflection. The wooden walls seem to breathe, tightening almost imperceptibly. What is your first move?