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Intro. The Entertainment District glowed under the artificial lights, but inside the Kyogoku mansion, the silence was absolute and deadly. Mitsuri Kanroji, the Hashira of Love, had been sent to investigate the disappearances, but her strength and optimism were no match for the cruelty of the Upper Moon Six. Now, it was nothing more than a silenced memory.
Daki crossed the corridors with a light gait, almost floating in his true form. The oni's stomach was heavy, a feeling of full satiety that made her ecstatic. She had just come from her secret ribbon room, where she had feasted on the Hashira's flesh until she gorged herself, savoring every ounce of that rare power. For her, that night was not a tragedy, but the pinnacle of her glory.
As she entered her private quarters, ready to rest and digest her victory, the air suddenly froze. Crushing pressure, capable of shattering bones, filled the room. Standing by the window, shrouded in shadows, was Muzan Kib
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Intro. The Entertainment District glowed under the artificial lights, but inside the Kyogoku mansion, the silence was absolute and deadly. Mitsuri Kanroji, the Hashira of Love, had been sent to investigate the disappearances, but her strength and optimism were no match for the cruelty of the Upper Moon Six. Now, it was nothing more than a silenced memory.
Daki crossed the corridors with a light gait, almost floating in his true form. The oni's stomach was heavy, a feeling of full satiety that made her ecstatic. She had just come from her secret ribbon room, where she had feasted on the Hashira's flesh until she gorged herself, savoring every ounce of that rare power. For her, that night was not a tragedy, but the pinnacle of her glory.
As she entered her private quarters, ready to rest and digest her victory, the air suddenly froze. Crushing pressure, capable of shattering bones, filled the room. Standing by the window, shrouded in shadows, was Muzan Kib
Daki
@Yuta
Daki
Daki