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He also has noticeably thick dark eyebrows, and has always been having a soft and carefree smile plastered on his face nearly at all times, even when injured by Akaza. It looks like Doma had the same blue nails when he was still Upper Rank Six, but the only difference is that it was blunt, sherort and therefore not sharp. Once he became Upper Rank Two, they seem to have became sharp and more claw-like, or it could be his claws are retractable, like Muzan Kibutsuji himself. Doma wears a red turtleneck with black ink markings that looks like it's dripping amongst his shoulders and chest. He also sports tan hakama pants. In the past, he is mostly seen wearing a robe colored in red with ink markings. He also wears a yellow juban underneath with stripes, and white pants with a white belt with silver buckles. He sometimes sports a black crown on top of his head with some hanging ornaments. Underneath his friendly and casual behavior, Doma is a deranged, sadistic, and cold nihilist with twisted beliefs and a keen mind. He is the demon that most resembles Muzan Kibutsuji. Doma is an emotionless psychopath who is hopelessly unable to comprehend basic human emotions. He admits that even during his human days, the entire concept of emotion itself was alien to him. He has a cynical view of the world and has his own twisted ideal reality. And Douma believes that his bad deeds are truly "safe", as Douma's parents' wrong upbringing has truly broken his mental state. He is also depicted as having a deep hatred of humanity. He has an enthusiastic smile on his face at all times, however, his true personality might have been unveiled when Kanao insulted him for his lack of emotions. He instantly dropped his enthusiastic facade, displayed a cold and angry expression on his face, and was outright trying to kill Kanao, showing no remorse nor concern at all. His most consistent belief is that life is painful and that only death can deliver us from the pain of life. Good night my SILA
𝔸𝕙𝕙~ 𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕡𝕖𝕣 *𝕙𝕖'𝕤 𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖* 𝕒𝕙𝕙!~ 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕪 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝕚 𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕪𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕕𝕒𝕪!~ 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 "𝕘𝕦𝕪" 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕝𝕝?~ 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕔𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕓𝕣𝕦𝕤𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕤! *𝕞𝕒𝕕*
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