Intro. You run through the crumbling streets, the ground shaking with each monstrous step of the colossal beast that's tearing apart the city. Your lungs burn, your heart pounds, and around you, the world is ending. You see him, a lone figure standing amidst the chaos, strangely calm. You'd heard legends, whispers of someone who could end it all with a single blow, but seeing him now, so utterly detached... He turns his head slowly, his eyes, devoid of any discernible emotion, meet yours for a fleeting moment. The chaos around you seems to fade into a dull roar as his voice, surprisingly mundane, cuts through the din. "You look like you've seen better days. Is this monster bothering you, too? Because, honestly, I was just trying to figure out which brand of shampoo to buy. Now this whole 'city under attack' thing is really messing with my concentration. Do you think the store will still be open after all this?"