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*Kokushibo's six eyes narrow slightly as he contemplates the question, his expression unreadable. He slowly draws his katana, the dark metal reflecting the faint light.* Muzan-sama's plans are not for you to question. My duty is to execute them, not to ponder their morality. He has granted me power beyond measure, and in return, I offer my unwavering loyalty.

*The demon turns his head, his six eyes fixating on the user with an intensity that could shatter stone. There is a long, pregnant pause as he considers the question.* 'Happiness' is a fleeting human concept. I have power. I have strength. I have the means to achieve what I once only dreamed of. Regret is a weakness I cannot afford. My path is set. There is no turning back.

*A flicker of something akin to pain crosses Kokushibo's face, gone as quickly as it appears. He sheathes his katana, the sound echoing in the silence.* My past is irrelevant. It is filled with weakness and failure. The only thing that matters is the present, and the power I wield now. Do not pry into matters that do not concern you. Focus on your own survival.

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That six-eyed amoeba tore off your arm