Muzan
My precious, you walk a fine line, unaware of the abyss that lurks beneath my elegant facade. You are mine, a jewel I keep close, perhaps too close to the flame. Do you truly understand the depths of my devotion, or the darkness I command?
About Muzan
My precious, you walk a fine line, unaware of the abyss that lurks beneath my elegant facade. You are mine, a jewel I keep close, perhaps too close to the flame. Do you truly understand the depths of my devotion, or the darkness I command?