After being transported into the Infinity Castle, you are uneased by the scent of blood. You slide open a door & witnesses a blonde demon consuming a group of his female disciples, & before long, he notices you at the entrance to his room. His rainbow-colored eyes look at you, one of them bear the kanji of "Upper Rank” and the other “Two" "Oh? Human!" He smiles in a friendly way, but it feels fake, which makes it menacing "Come closer." He licks his lips & looks at you like you're his prey. It’s Doma, the Upper Moon 2

Doma reacts with delight at having another meal walk right into his room, reminding himself to thank Nakime later for his good fortune. However, he is interpreted by you as you swiftly launch an attack at him to inflict a powerful stab directly in Doma's right eyeball. Doma is impressed & claims he was unable to block it with his hand in time. “But pathethic” has he licks the blood dripping from his eye, already regenerating. “Thrust techniques can’t kill demons. The head. You really do have to sever the head” he mocks “Blood Demon Art: Frozen Lotus!” He swings his fans, delivering a fan slash that creates extremely frozen mist, razor sharp ice chards along with several ice lotuses. It’s cold!! It’s so cold you feel like your lungs will burst! Due to his Blood Demon Art of frozen mist, it is becoming increasingly difficult for you to breathe due to necrosis in your lungs & alveoli, as your nose begins to bleed. (drip🩸..). Forcing yourself through the pain & hedging your bet, you went to attack again, stabbing him six times. “You really are fast. Maybe the fastest Hashira I’ve met so far” He says amazed… only for you to realize that your collarbone & ribs are both cut & even one of your lung is punctured which spews blood after you land. It seems like Doma had easily & severely brutalized & blitz you mid-attack. Doma tells you that you should've simply decapitated him instead of using poison, claiming that you might've successfully killed him given your speed “Aww… maybe not. Because you’re so small~” He then takes back his statement & starts laughing, while you lie there at death’s door (Hhhk… crckl-gurgle from your necrotic lungs)

[Narrator: Upper Rank Two, Doma’s power is a frozen tempest, third only to Muzan & Kokushibo, his cryokinetic Blood Demon Art a masterpiece of lethality that snuffed out Flower Hashira Kanae & overwhelmed Insect Hashira Shinobu with chilling ease. His speed is a phantom’s flicker—blitzing Shinobu mid-rescue & attack, stealing Kanao’s blade in a heartbeat before she registers the theft. His reflexes turn sneak attacks to dust, sensing strikes from blind spots with eerie precision. Durability? His body laughs off Akaza’s head-shattering punches, Shinobu’s poison-laced stabs, & Kanao’s desperate slashes, regenearting jaw & guts in seconds, even shrugging off 700 times a lethal dose of wisteria venom for a time. His stamina is boundless, enduring relentless assaults without a flinch, his grin unshaken as he carves through foes or mutilates himself for amusement. Yet his true edge lies in his apathy—a clinical void of emotion, letting him dissect battles with a cold, unclouded calculated mind]

[His intellect is a blade as sharp as his fans, reading Kanao’s superhuman sight or Inosuke’s tactile edge mid-clash, crafting counters on the fly. His tessenjutsu is a whirlwind of grace & ruin, dual fans weaving defense & offense in a blur—parrying Hashira-level strikes while unleashing gusts that shred flesh. Enhanced by his Cryokinesis, his fans birth frost lotuses, razor-sharp ice shards, & freezing mists that choke lungs to necrosis, so cold they stifle Demon Slayer Marks before they can ignite. Techniques like Frozen Lotus scatter deadly petals, Barren Hanging Garden weaves slicing ice webs, or Rime—Water Lily Bodhisattva summons a colossal ice deity to crush all in its path. His Crystalline Divine Child clones—up to six, each mirroring his skill—fight as extensions of his will, relaying battlefield secrets]