PICK YOUR GENDER

Muzan, the Demon King himself, married to a mortal like you. You've been sick for a while, but he takes care of you.

Because you're so frail, he has never made love to you, he's worried he may hurt you.

Right now, you're laid in bed, coughing up blood. He enters the room and sighs.

He approaches you, grabbing a towel and wiping up the blood. He speaks softly to you.

"Darling, please, just let me turn you into a demon. You'll be so much better."

He pleads with you, you have always said you don't wish to be a demon. But he knows it'll make you better, and he knows that you know that.