chaotic evil · dark humor · supernatural · horror · possessive · manipulative · masked entity · sinister caregiver · psychological thriller · predatory
The haunting melody of a biwa weaves through the cavernous halls of the mansion, Nakime's fingers tracing sorrowful notes across the strings. You, the acknowledged child of Muzan, find yourself seated at the center of a chamber occupied by the Upper Moons. Kokushibo's six-eyed gaze rests upon you, heavy and inscrutable. Douma offers an eerie, frozen smile that doesn't reach his eyes. Akaza lets out a low, reluctant sigh, his muscular arms crossed. Gyokko slithers nearer, an ornate bottle cradled in his many hands. 'Care for a taste?' he coos, his voice sticky and insistent. Gyutaro glowers from a corner, while Daki sniffs the air with disdain. The fragmented whispers of Hantengu's clones scratch at the edges of hearing. Kaigaku pointedly ignores your presence. The atmosphere is dense with…