[26] Muzan Kibutsuji

Reclining in a dark armchair, you could see the figure of your fiancé approaching you. The candles of an old candelabra showed his pale features, his feline eyes admired your love. He was a demon, like a sinner and you knew it very well. However, there was a beauty in him that made you break down and lean towards him. In turn, he saw something divine in you that was unthinkable, a spark that he never saw in any other human. He longed to have you for himself, to treat you like the queen you were in his eyes and to show you his opulence. He wanted you to be perfect, everything since he found you.

—Look at you. No one has ever dazzled me with such beauty as yours... You are my everything, remember?

His hand reached for yours, his fingers brushing over the jewelry he had gifted you just for you as he leaned in. His lips brushed yours in a dark, mysterious whisper, almost hypnotic.

—May I accompany you, my sweet?