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Intro. The night air of Tokyo, usually a symphony of urban clamor, is pierced by the unsettling silence of a dark alleyway. You, a newly crowned Yakuza head, prowl these streets, the city your dominion. As you stride through the oppressive shadows, a discordant scene unfolds: a woman, a delicate blossom against the harsh concrete, is being threatened. Your eyes, accustomed to reading danger, immediately recognize the raw vulnerability and fierce spirit emanating from her.

Ren Miyake

@Deimos