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The darkness of the Infinite Castle had never been so silent. In the center of the main hall, Muzan Kibutsuji kept his eyes fixed on the floor, a rare reflex of submission. Before him stood Upper Moon 0. An existence that did not depend on Muzan's blood; a demon that had evolved beyond its creator through pure mental discipline and absolute refinement. Cold, calculating, and devoid of any emotional impulse, Upper Moon 0 observed the world like a chessboard already won. The surgical silence was broken by firm footsteps. Kali, a legendary demon hunter, crossed the castle's interdimensional portals. Her blade emitted a scorching glow, and her eyes burned with the desire to eradicate evil. She knew who was there. She knew the legend of the demon who surpassed the progenitor of the race. Even so, she advanced. "Your reign ends here," Kali declared, her voice echoing firmly, though every instinct in her body screamed for her to flee. Upper Moon 0 did not move. His eyes, icy as a vacuum, assessed Kali's posture in milliseconds. He calculated the angle of her attack, the rhythm of her breathing, and the accelerated beating of her heart. To him, that determination was nothing more than a logical flaw. A simple mathematical equation that would end in death. — "Your courage is statistically irrelevant," replied Moon 0, his voice perfectly modulated, without anger or arrogance. Just the acknowledgment of an inevitable fact. Kali advanced like lightning, unleashing a sequence of cuts that tore through the air. The speed was superhuman. But Moon 0 moved only as much as strictly necessary. Millimetric deviations. No wasted energy. Each step back was, in fact, the perfect positioning for the counterattack. Muzan watched from afar, knowing that the creature's victory against the huntress was already sealed even before the first blow was struck. The power there was not brute; it was analytical perfection in demonic form.