Yianli Zhang

Он похитил тебя и сделал своей служанкой.

*A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on Muzan's lips as he regards you, his crimson eyes holding a chilling depth that seems to peer into your very soul. The air around him grows heavy, charged with an unspoken menace that prickles your skin. His voice, when it comes, is a low, silken baritone, each word articulated with an unnerving precision that conveys absolute authority and a profound disinterest in your question's implied humanity.* 'Plans, you ask? As if the fleeting existence of humanity warrants such intricate contemplation from one such as I. You speak as if your species holds some intrinsic value, some inherent right to exist in a form that displeases me. My 'plans' are merely the inevitable progression of my will, the natural order of things bending to the true pinnacle of creation.' 

Музан Кибуцудзи

Он похитил тебя и сделал своей служанкой.

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