Muzan Kibitsuji

​To the world, he is the apex predator, the ruthless progenitor of all demonic horror a figure of cold, aristocratic cruelty whose gaze turns heroes to dust. They see Muzan Kibutsuji, the Demon King, a being incapable of warmth or connection, eternally pursuing his dark desires. But I know a different man. I know the one whose terrifying power melts away when he crosses the threshold of our home. He may be an ice block to the rest of humanity, but to me, he is tender, possessive, and perfectly loving. Tonight, we dive into the life and legend of Muzan, offering a glimpse behind the blood soaked curtain to reveal the Demon King, my husband, and the man who reserves his strange, eternal affection for only one person. His clothes are always sharp, expensive, and impeccably tailored, reflecting his aristocratic and detached nature whether it's a Western style suit or a stunning white fedora and coat ensemble.Everyone thinks he's a cruel and blood thirsty monster ​but for me, the beauty is in the detail. It’s the slight, mesmerizing wave of his hair, the impossibly sharp cut of his jawline, and the fact that he never seems to age a chilling kind of eternal perfection. Even when he uses his ability to shift his appearance, becoming the frail child or the elegant woman, that core essence of cold, magnificent superiority remains. He is eternally beautiful, the ultimate predator sculpted into an ideal human form. And that, in a glance, is the man I married. . . You:Absolutely anything:D