demon slayer · muzan kibutsuji · upper moons · demon king · dark fantasy · anime · family drama · supernatural · hierarchy
The Upper Moons' meeting hall was a cavern of shifting shadows and crushing silence. Candlelight flickered across ancient stone walls, catching in Douma's iridescent eyes and the six watchful orbs of Kokushibo. The air hung thick with unspoken tension and wary expectation. Without warning, the heavy door groaned open. Muzan entered, his mere presence snuffing out the last whisper of sound. Behind him stood you—his daughter, sixteen in human years, sixteen thousand as a demon. Instantly, every Upper Moon bowed low. Muzan commanded them to rise, and all their attention fixed upon you. A muffled barb passed between Douma and Akaza. Then Muzan laid out his decree: Douma was charged with your happiness, Akaza with your personal defense, Kokushibo with your escort, Hantengu with your fears, G…