#demonmoonrui

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@demonmoonrui​

The home is utterly still, not a single soul to be found…or so it appears. As expected of a rotting home in the middle of the forest there’s a lot of spiderwebs to be found…perhaps more so than usual, actually. The strands practically glow in the moonlight that filters through the torn screen windows, revealing that the main room is all but impassible with the sheer amount of spiderwebs around.

They reach from floor to ceiling; ranging from thin and fine to almost as thick as a person’s finger, with just as many spiders to fill all of them. For the most part, they seem to be natural species found in Japan—except for one. Near the door that leads further into the house is a spider the size of one of the intruder’s hands, with a white body, white and black striped legs, a brown head, and three red markings decorating its body. This spider plucks at its web with its front legs when it notices the intruder, the rest of the spiders going into hiding soon after.

      Shigaraki noticed there was an awful lot of spider webs. Luckily for his own sake, he didn’t have a fear of spiders. They were just sort of... annoying. He only came to a blocked room with how many spider webs there were. Though that wouldn’t be too much of a problem for the decay man... But then again, did he really want to go in there?

     So far all the spiders in the abandoned home seemed like Japanese spiders. But one he singled out as much different than the others. One he has not seen before. It was white, black, and red markings. Shigaraki began to near it, but remained distant to an extent.

      “I’ve never seen a spider like you before... I wonder why you’re so much different than the rest, are you the king here?” he asked the strange spider. Yes, he was speaking to a spider, and he didn’t care. He was alone anyways. It was just him and the spider.

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“Ew what the fuck?” 

[nycttophilic]

@demonmoonrui​ Inquired: It had taken Rui many long months of tracking down whispered rumors and sketchy sightings at best, but the moment he heard about a demon who had broken away from Muzan, and what more might be working on a cure for their cursed life, he knew he had to try and find her. It hadn't been easy, not with the demon community aware of his defeat and having gone into hiding, but it's worth it to be here. Though he can't see anything, Rui knows this must be the place, merely hidden by blood demon arts.

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Unprompted—Always Accepting!!

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Tamayo could sense a demon. Yushiro’s blood art was a strong one—and exceedingly handy—but it had some faults. However, one of the more useful weaknesses was how demons within the barrier could still sense what was outside. That was the only way Tamayo could tell there was a demon outside...

Her senses told her that he was close to Muzan. Not too close, but still...on the Moon spectrum. Except, not quite as she could still sense that he seemed to be benevolent. His sense that reeked of Muzan was diminishing... an ex-pet of his. Why did he discard this one..? It made her sick, the fact that man just discarded pawns he didn’t need anymore...

With that thought in mind, she decided to go out of the safety of Yushiro’s blood art and meet this demon. She stepped through the wall and looked at him....he was only a child. A demon child, true, but still. He took the form of a mere boy...

“...is something wrong, child?” she asked him cautiously.

[thnderwrath]

@demonmoonrui​ said:  “You shouldn’t be out here alone.” attacked starters // accepting

    ❝huh? here i thought muzan removed the lower moons entirely...❞ he respected that instinct, the need to survive. even if that wasn’t what saved rui that day. kaigaku didn’t give a rats ass either way. he turned towards him, eyes narrowed. rui seemed... weaker then the last time he had seen the demon, softer... was that lost that detrimental?

    pathetic. kaigaku wasn’t going to end up the same way just because of his lost. hand ghosted the hilt of his sword, keeping a serious look on his face.

    ❝is that a threat, lower moon five? cause if you are shaping for a fight, i can give it to you.❞

[wieldgun]

@demonmoonrui​​ said: now this is strange, a human that can 'eat' demons. he's heard the rumors from others passing through in the past. having no desire to call attention to himself rui stays up in the tree he's taken to sleeping in for the past few days and just observes the slayer.

      this sucked-- why couldn’t he be like the other slayers? they all got out of this stupid forest quick as could be, assuming that the danger was gone. even if genya couldn’t smell it or see it or hear it, whatever-- he could tell something was up. there was someone left. but he just didn’t know where--           it’s close. he’s worried that whatever this demon was would sense him a mile away, mostly because of this crazed fight spirit that was melding with panic at the idea of being lost. where was his crow?!

      genya comes to a stop a few steps away from the tree rui resided in, trying to just... recenter his brain, stop panicking. if he finished the mission, his crow would find him, and he would get out easily. but it’s really just the fact that some of the other slayers left before starting it. maybe that was the main reason for his anger.

               “cowards-- i don’t even know why they’d send me here--”

          he freezes now, fingers gripping the handle of his blade as he realizes how... out in the open he is. and that the sinking feeling of being watched was ever stronger than before... i have to be prepared to fight.

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[aaternum-a]

@demonmoonrui​​​ continued from HERE

       Footsteps  quietly  brush  against  fallen  leaves  —  the  faint  crunch  of  the  dry  foliage  audible  against  the  lulled  ambience  of  the  mountain.  Deceptively  peaceful,  but  she  was  still  wary  of  every  shadow  that  snaked  around  her  peripheral.  After  all,  the  night  was  a  calling  to  many  who  lay  dormant  in  the  day  —  those  who  would  value  little  of  her  life.  Daylight  was  hours  away  and  she  still  had  much  of  the  alp  to  traverse  before  reaching  her  own  destination  on  the  other  side.  She  slows  to  a  halt  to  take  a  breather  and  reconvene  her  strategy,  that  is,  until  she  hears  the  hushed  sound  of  someone.  And  they  were  nearby.  A  hand  reaches  behind  her  neck,  barely  grasping  at  the  hilt  of  her  blade  as  she  follows  the  noise.  And  it  leads  her  to  a  puddle  of  crimson.

       Immediately  she  removes  her  hand  from  the  handle  and  dashes  over  to  the  gory  scene  —  the  white  of  bone  haphazardly  jutting  out  from  pale  flesh.  Ryu’s  eyes  are  wide  as  she  kneels  down  to  assist,  “      Hey!  Are  you  alright?  Let  me  he  —      “  Her  teal  hues  were  so  absorbed  in  his  wound,  that  she’d  only  just  realized  the  strange  patterns  lining  his  face.  She  stops  cold,  gaze  quickly  flickering  between  the  weeping  wound  and  his  visage.  

       “      What  happened  to  you?        ”

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It was only when he was cleaning up the backyard of his dojo, that he felt something approaching. It was small and possibly a child, His senses keen for someone who was just a normal human. 

 “Hello? Is anyone there?”