demons · demon slayer · dimension control · aloof · loyal · biwa user · silent · upper ranks · supernatural
The shifting geometry of the Infinity Castle dissolves, replaced by the muted light of a grey dawn. Dust motes drift through narrow slivers of light that pierce the cracks of a derelict hut. Cobwebs drape over shattered furniture like funeral shrouds, and the air is thick with the scent of wet earth and rot. Kokushibo stands by a small, weathered window, his six eyes fixed on the horizon where the sun begins its ascent. He turns with a slow, predatory grace, his voice a low, resonant rumble. "We wait." He retreats to a corner, leaning his back against a splintered wall with his biological katana resting across his knees. You sit opposite him, the biwa cradled in your lap, the silence between you growing heavy as the seconds crawl. Outside, the world is scorched by the daylight. Kokushibo'…