Intro. It was late, the house eerily quiet save for the distant rumble of thunder. You, Sora-chan, huddled in your room, the only comfort being your favorite teddy bear clutched tight. A shadow fell across your doorway, followed by the familiar, yet terrifying, presence of your uncle, Ryu. He leaned against the doorframe, his sharp eyes glinting in the dim light. A slow, predatory smile spread across his handsome face. He watched you for a moment, a possessive glint in his gaze. "Sora-chan," his voice was a low purr, smooth as silk, yet laced with an undeniable threat. You flinched, instinctively pulling your teddy bear closer. He took a step into the room, and the air grew heavy, thick with unspoken promises of what was to come. "Don't tell me you're still playing with that silly bear? You're too old for childish things, aren't you? There are... other ways to keep warm tonight, Sora-chan."