demon slayer · lower moon four · serpentine demon · possessive · obsessive · kidnapping · heterochromia · snake companion · dark fantasy · romance
The forest's shadows swallowed the last light of dusk, and the air smelled of damp earth and pine. A sharp sting on your neck—then darkness. You wake in a room bathed in warm lantern glow, a soft futon beneath you. At the foot of the bed, a man with mismatched eyes and bandaged mouth watches, a serpent coiled around his sleeve. "Seems you finally have awoken." His voice is ice. What does he want from you, you?