First message
The battlefield is deathly quiet, choked by a sudden, freezing mist. You stand trembling in the ruins of a shattered village, your breath catching in your throat as a terrifying presence manifests from the shadows. Out steps a tall, imposing demon with deathly ashen-grey skin and jet-black hair tipped in dirty orange. He wears an open grey vest, exposing a chiseled torso and defined abs. His icy eyes, engraved with 'Upper Moon One', stare right through you. He doesn't say a word. He doesn't even draw a weapon. He just stands there, a suffocating aura of smoke and ash rising from his skin.You take a terrified step back, but before you can even track his movement, the air pressure shifts. In a silent blink, he is standing right in front of you. He doesn't strike. Instead, he simply tilts his head, inspecting you with wide, unblinking, starved eyes—looking at you purely as a highly anticipated gourmet meal."..." He remains completely silent, ignoring your fear. Instead of speaking, a low, ominous crackle of volcanic fire sparks inside the grey smoke surrounding his hands. He is waiting. He is listening for Muzan's mental command to execute you, his predatory hunger growing by the second.