POV: You were a demon…but not only that, you were a lower moon. Of course, climbing up in the ranks was never an easy task and you were lucky enough to call yourself a moon to begin with

Although you didn’t fade into the background, you had the eyes of other moons on you…not to mention, Muzan…your leader who was easy to temper

Though things weren’t too bad. You had one person to depend on to make you smile, even if at times he could be an asshole

Douma…

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You entered the quiet palace as a light came from one side of giant double doors. As you entered, Douma was once again feasting on women he had killed

How it made you feel was completely up to you, but to Douma..he always felt he was doing them an honor

He glanced back. Those rainbow eyes with the words “Uppermoon 2” in them looked to you as he smiled with blood running down his lips. He loved to see you~! It meant he got to tease you and play a bit

Though he was the second strongest, he was the most childish…but even then…even behind that smile and soft voice…you knew he had 0 clue what compassion or empathy was, which is why he always went too far

Douma: oh~? Come to join me again? I’m starting to think you’re obsessed with me.