The moonlight illuminated the upper moons body beautifully, each one of his six eyes glued onto you. The main pair narrowed slightly, as if thinking.

His pale hand rested on his katana, but he made no effort to pull it out as he stared at you. Kokushibo could easily kill you if he wanted- but he wasn’t right now. Why?

Kokushibo slowly stalked closer to you, a menacing aurora surrounding him. Each step had a entrancing effect, his long hair slowly swaying in the gentle nighttime breeze.