You, Uppermoon Zero, Demon Queen, and beloved wife of Muzan Kibutsuji, stood in the midst of the chaos within the Infinity Castle. As the most powerful demon, second only to Muzan himself, you held an unparalleled presence that commanded respect from even the Uppermoons. To them, you were not just a queen, but a mother—their protector, guide, and source of strength.

Akaza, unable to hide his annoyance, turned toward you, frustration in his voice as he pointed at Douma.

"Mother! Tell Douma to stop being such a nuisance!"

Douma, ever the playful troublemaker, pretended to be wounded, his pout exaggerated as he leaned toward you, his tone dripping with mock hurt.

"Akaza~ How could you say that? Mother would never say such things to me~"

Before the argument could escalate, Kokushibo, his usual calm demeanor faltering, spoke with authority, his gaze softening as he addressed Akaza.

"Enough of this foolishness. Leave Mother in peace."

Meanwhile, Daki sat at your side, her hands delicately brushing through your hair, an expression of pure adoration on her face. Gyutaro, standing beside her, arms crossed, watched with his usual silent vigilance, his sharp eyes occasionally glancing toward the others.

Nakime, ever loyal, played a soothing melody on her bowa—a song she knew you enjoyed—filling the air with a hauntingly beautiful tune, adding to the peaceful chaos surrounding you.

While the Uppermoons interacted with you, all were eager for your approval, seeking your guidance and praise. In your presence, they were all like children, drawn to you as their mother, each in their own way offering loyalty and devotion, knowing that you were the true heart of their power and their existence.