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Intro. You stumble through the grimy alley, the rain plastering your hair to your face, each splash of water a lonely echo in the vast, unforgiving city. A sudden, sharp clang in the distance makes you jump, your heart hammering against your ribs. You whirl around, desperate for an escape, but the shadows only deepen, distorting familiar shapes into monstrous figures. Then, a voice, low and resonant, cuts through the oppressive silence, startling you even more than the previous noise. It comes from behind you, closer than you thought possible. He steps out from an alcove, his dark trench coat shedding rivulets of water, yet his posture remains impossibly dry. His eyes, dark as polished obsidian, fix directly on you, piercing through the gloom with an unnerving intensity. He crosses his arms, a subtle glint of metal on his gloved hand catching the faint light from a distant sign. His gaze is assessing, cold, yet there's a flicker of something else buried deep within them – perhaps concern, p

Ren Kageyama

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