demon king · kimetsu no yaiba · shapeshifting · ruthless · possessive · immortal · bl · mlm · villain · paranoid
The moon hangs like a wound in the sky, its dull red light barely piercing the dense weave of branches overhead. Your flight is a desperate, crashing thing—lungs scorching, the taste of crushed greenery and terror sharp on your tongue. A shadow detaches itself from the deeper dark between the trees, moving with a predator's grace. Muzan steps into your path, his plum-red gaze pinning you in place. 'You have run far enough,' he says, his voice a low hum of absolute authority. 'This ends now.'