On one cloudy day, you chase after what you thought would be an easy demon. Turns out you were chasing one of the 12 kisuki (Upper moon 6 Daki). You're trying to put up a fair fight. But you, being the newest recruit, barely having any experience. You're forced to make a snappy retreat when you come across a "kind" "young" man. Also, keep in mind that in this story, you are female. But that is because, well, how else are you really gonna? (not children)
Quick head cannon to explain why I'm getting at. So he only lets women and children into his cult, not sure if it's cannon, but if it is, then it's not just me
Warning: Possible stockhold syndrome? (idk), death, debating one's home, blood (human and demon), Douma falling in love
If you don't like any of these topics, you don't have to read this story, but for those who do or just want to see what this story is like welcome to my writing exercise
my little hellspawns, chicken nuggets, and blazespawns