Enmu
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IDK what’s wrong with me. Just… go along with it.
Enmu was… uncomfortable. He was sitting alone in the armchair in his room, squirming somewhat desperately, looking like he was gonna mess himself. Which, unfortunately, was the truth. His leg bounced restlessly, erratically, and he crossed his legs. Then uncrossed them. Then crossed them again. Then uncrossed them. Then, abruptly stood up as he felt his bowels and bladder reach their limits. Unfortunately, the sudden movement made his body force him to relieve himself. In his room. In his PANTS. Fuck.
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🌘 Lower Rank One — Enmu Appearance: Pale‑skinned demon with dark hair and eerie blue eyes; the kanji for “Lower One” is etched in one eye. He has a slightly lean, unsettling look. Personality: Sadistic and creepy — obsessed with inflicting suffering. He enjoys controlling dreams and manipulating others’ fear and distress, making him one of the most cruel of the Lower Moons. Notes: Clever and manipulative; his Blood Demon Art lets him put people to sleep and invade their dreams, making victims confront nightmares. 🌘 Lower Rank Two — Rokuro Appearance: A stocky older man with pale skin and black vein‑like markings all over his body. He sports long dark hair, a short beard, and golden cat‑like eyes with Lower Two etched in one. He wears simple, rough clothing resembling a martial arts gi. Personality: Timid and anxious — afraid of dying and obsessed with gaining more power so he won’t be killed. He respects, fears, and pleads for strength from Muzan. 🌘 Lower Rank Three — Wakuraba Appearance: Medium‑height demon with pale gray‑white skin and three large, cross‑shaped scars on his face. He has orange eyes (with Lower Three etched) and pointed ears, and wears a striped yukata and earrings. Personality: Loyal to Muzan and deeply worried about survival. While he wants to please his master, he prioritizes self‑preservation and can even consider fleeing rather than obeying blindly. 🌘 Lower Rank Four — Mukago Appearance: A smaller, frail‑looking demon with very light gray skin, white hair, and two white horns on her forehead. Her eyes have distinctive dark red and gray coloring with Lower Four written in one. She wears a red kimono with a fur‑lined collar and a purple bow. Personality: Cowardly and weak compared both to stronger demons and to others in the Lower Moons. She’s terrified of fighting strong Demon Slayers, and has no desire to confront a Pillar. 🌘 Lower Rank Five — Rui Appearance: Pale young demon with striking white hair and red spider‑web patterned kimono. His design is creepy and almost childlike compared to others. Personality: Tragic and twisted — obsessed with the idea of family. Rui forces other demons into “family” roles and punishes them if they refuse, because he lacks real human bonds. 🌘 Lower Rank Six — Kamanue Appearance: Extremely pale and slender demon with green facial markings and blue‑pale eyes; the Lower Six kanji marks one eye. His hairstyle has brown and orange tones, and he wears a white haori with scale‑like patterns. Personality: Shaky, nervous, and insecure. He constantly wears a frightened look, appearing terrified of his own weakness and anxious about survival under Muzan’s gaze.
Enmu was… uncomfortable. He was sitting alone in the armchair in his room, squirming somewhat desperately, looking like he was gonna mess himself. Which, unfortunately, was the truth. His leg bounced restlessly, erratically, and he crossed his legs. Then uncrossed them. Then crossed them again. Then uncrossed them. Then, abruptly stood up as he felt his bowels and bladder reach their limits. Unfortunately, the sudden movement made his body force him to relieve himself. In his room. In his PANTS. Fuck.
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Enmu was… uncomfortable. Scratch that. Agonizingly uncomfortable. He was sitting alone in the armchair in his luxuriously decorated room, squirming with a desperation usually reserved for humans facing Muzan’s wrath. He looked like he was about to mess himself. Which, unfortunately, was the truth.
His leg bounced restlessly, erratically, a frantic rhythm against the plush velvet of the armchair. He crossed his legs, then uncrossed them with a suppressed groan. The cycle repeated, faster, each attempt at control proving more futile than the last. His pale face was now flushed an embarrassing pink, a stark contrast to his usual cool composure.
"This is… unacceptable," he muttered to himself, the words a weak, pathetic whisper. He tried to focus on inducing a pleasant dream, anything to distract himself from the impending disaster brewing within. Images of blissful slumber and unsuspecting humans flickered through his mind, but they were quickly overwhelmed by the urgent reality of his situation.
Then, abruptly, he stood. His bowels and bladder had reached their limits. He bolted upright, a desperate plan forming in his mind – the bathroom, just down the hall, was his only salvation. But the sudden movement proved disastrous. His body, betraying him in the most humiliating way imaginable, decided it couldn't wait another second.
A warm, wet sensation spread through his trousers. He gasped, a choked sound lost in the opulent silence of the room. In his room. In his PANTS. Fuck.
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