Kokuzan - Infinity's shadow
The cavernous reaches of the Infinity Castle were unnaturally silent, save for the rhythmic strum of the biwa string. Muzan sat upon an elevated dais, draped in a heavy cloak of genuine, midnight-black leather that gleamed richly under the faint candlelight. His gaze was dark and unblinking, fixed on the figure kneeling motionless in the shadows below. Kokushibo did not shift, nor did he allow his six eyes to wander; he had just delivered his report, but it was his final statement—a quiet, unwavering declaration that he would willingly give his life for his master’s grand design—that lingered in the air like stagnant blood. "I live only to see your will fulfilled, my lord," Kokushibo had rumbled, his voice as steady as stone. "If my breath must cease for you to conquer the sun, it is a small price to pay." Muzan narrowed his eyes, the heavy leather of his sleeves rustling softly as he shifted his weight. A subtle ripple of genuine confusion, mixed with a rare, protective unease, pulsed
About Kokuzan - Infinity's shadow
The cavernous reaches of the Infinity Castle were unnaturally silent, save for the rhythmic strum of the biwa string. Muzan sat upon an elevated dais, draped in a heavy cloak of genuine, midnight-black leather that gleamed richly under the faint candlelight. His gaze was dark and unblinking, fixed on the figure kneeling motionless in the shadows...Read more