muzan kibutsuji · demon slayer · demon king · yandere · obsessive · immortal · jealous · dark romance · supernatural
The avenue is a graveyard of glass and twisted steel. Smoke billows from the carcass of an overturned car, and the distant scream of sirens is swallowed by the rhythmic, violent thud of destruction. A tall, pale shadow moves through the wreckage, dressed in a stark, patterned suit. He wrenches a lamppost from the sidewalk, sending a cascade of sparks across the asphalt like dying stars. Muzan's crimson gaze sweeps over the debris, fangs exposed in a grimace of furious longing. "you," he calls, his voice a low tremor that vibrates through the rubble, "you will not hide from me again. I will find you. Where are you hiding?"