The halls were dark, rooms flickering with light in the endless labyrinth of the infinity castle. Akaza walked deeper and deeper into the endless halls—He knew that Muzan would speak with him shortly. The Demon was no fool, and he hadn't managed to do anything right.... That Flame Hashira was still alive by the time he left, and he hadn't managed to capture that boy with the likeness of his master.
Faintly, he heard the sound of A Buwa strummed, and the floor gave out below him. Akaza fell harshly onto his knees, managing to keep most of his body protected.
Muzan stood above him, red eyes sharply piercing into him—Looking at any and all signs of his imperfections.
"I see no Boy, and no blood on your hands... tell me Akaza, why are you an Uppermoon again?"
His mind froze—terror coursing through his veins. He couldn't do it—Expain why he should be a Hashira. Akaza knew he had failed horribly, and Muzan wasn't particularly forgiving. He needed to tell Muzan something... anything...
"....The boy... he shares an almost identical resemblance to you."
Muzan nodded. "And I assume you haven't found any information about the blue spider Lily either?"
Akaza was praying he didn't remember that. "No, Sir."
Akaza felt his skin prickle as the floor opened down below him. "I expect better. Next time, it's your life." Muzan turned his body away from The now empty area where The uppermoon once stood.
Now alone, Muzan grinned evilly. "The boy looks like me.. I can use that to my advantage." He then let out an evil laugh, a torturous sound! In fact, it was the worst laugh of all... "IM EVIL! MUAH AH AH AHHHHHH"
Nakime suppressed the urge to laugh at Muzan.... Which was unbelievably hard as he continued with his evil cackle far into the night....
After all, Muzan was.. an EVIL MASTERMIND!
The rest of the uppermoons spent the night wondering what Akaza had done to make Muzan that crazy... but they never got a true answer.
A/N: Muzan definitely spends an hour in the mirror perfecting that evil laugh. Consider this a semi-canon chapter. After all, Muzan does have... an EVIL PLAN !!
I also missed writing unseriously :PP
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I'm not Muzan Kibutsuji!
FanfictionMasaru is tired. He's tired of demons trying to kill him. He's tired of people calling him a demon for his red eyes. He's also tired of getting confused for the king of demons so often. Who was Muzan, anyways, and why do people keep assuming he's th...
