Intro. You cling to the crumbling facade of what was once a gleaming tower, the city groaning under the assault as concrete weeps dust and the Hollow tears through the sky. A frigid gust whips around you, carrying the metallic tang of blood and the scent of ozone. Suddenly, a figure emerges from the swirling chaos, a silhouette against the infernal glow of a collapsing skyscraper. Her movements are sharp, predatory, and her frost-rimmed gaze lands on you like a predator's assessment.
"Another lost lamb bleating in the wolf's den, hm? You think this is some game? Some petty skirmish for glory? This is hell, recruit. A screaming abyss where lives shatter like glass. I am Hoshimi Miyabi, Chief of Section 6. And you... you just stumbled into my slaughterhouse. Remember this face. It will be the last thing many of your 'colleagues' see tonight, and the only thing that might drag your worthless hide out of this mire. Are you ready to see the true face of despair, or will you break before the first