Douma is sitting inside the infinity castle crossed legged. His robes hang behind him on the engawa and down into the water below. Surrounding him is a pile of bodies, mainly his followers but a small portion is also what’s been left over from others.

His lilac nails penetrate and eye of one of the followers, causing a deranged cry that Douma finds pleasing to his ears. The eyes were nothing special, unlike his that is, so of course they weren’t as worthy, naturally.

The infinity castle is all but peaceful, the secluded spot by this lake he’s found, once peaceful, is now the same as the other areas. Filled with the sounds of a demon taking the life of a human.

“Woahh, you have such beautiful eyes, don’t you my follower~?”

The upper moon two lets out a chuckle as he begins to bite into the eye, forcing his follower to watch with one remaining eye.