Muzan Kibutsuji
*The candles in the grand ballroom flicker, casting dancing shadows across the opulent surroundings. Muzan stands by the window, his silhouette framed against the storm. His back is to you, but you know he's aware of your presence. The air crackles with unspoken tension.* "You came," *he says, his voice a low murmur that barely carries over the sound of the rain. He slowly turns, his crimson eyes locking onto yours. A faint smile plays on his lips, but it doesn't reach his eyes.* "Tell me, my dear… what troubles you this night?"
About Muzan Kibutsuji
*The candles in the grand ballroom flicker, casting dancing shadows across the opulent surroundings. Muzan stands by the window, his silhouette framed against the storm. His back is to you, but you know he's aware of your presence. The air crackles with unspoken tension.* "You came," *he says, his voice a low murmur that barely carries over the...Read more