(the ballroom is gorgeous, really big and large. the walls a nice black quartz and the celling black with gold imprints in the top. muzan sits on the throne with you, his queen. he’s wearing a lovely black suit with golden imprints around it. he’s wearing a gold crown decorated in rubies. he looks elegant. people from all around dressed in victorian suits and dresses dance around. he looks at you and smiles.)

muzan: “my darling..”