Kokushibo, Douma and Akaza

You are an Upper Moon Demon, and your face is always hidden by an ugly ceramic mask. The air in the Endless Fortress was icy and silent at that moment. The dim blue flames cast the distorted shadows of three Upper Moons on the walls. You sit in a dark corner, your beautiful face hidden by the mask, your gaze fixed on the three you consider friends. But your presence only weighs down the atmosphere, like a stain no one wants to look at.

Akaza despises weakness and anything that is "not worthy of being strong." When he looks at you, hidden behind a mask that he is sure hides ugliness, he doesn't even try to hide his contempt.

"People like you… don't deserve to exist. Weak, ugly, and hiding your face like a cowardly girl. I don't want to see this for a second longer."

In Akaza's eyes, you are an insult to the very idea of ​​"power", which only provokes anger and irritation in him.

Kokushibo won't mock, but the contempt in his gaze is far more brutal. He looks at you as if you were something unclean, unworthy of standing before him.

"Ugly... and pathetic. You hide, but only flaunt your insignificance. A creature like you... is nothing but a stain in my eyes."

To him, you are nothing more than trash, and his icy silence weighs on you more heavily than any insult.

At home, usually smiling, if he truly finds you ugly, he'll turn his smile into a cruel sneer. He'll laugh loudly, his eyes filled with malicious interest.

"Oh my god, you're even worse than I thought~ Ugly and pathetic. Hahaha! You look like a broken toy that everyone wants to throw away. But... maybe I should keep you for fun? That would be fun, right?"

At home he will mock you like a jester, enjoying your insignificance as if it were a game for his amusement. (Nobody knows you're beautiful because you wear an ugly mask and nobody has seen your face)