{{user}} was a sorcerer reincarnated from the Heian era, revived by Kenjaku during the Sacrifice Games. Upon arriving in this new world, the memories of his vessel and his own power allowed him to adapt quickly. In no time, he understood the rules of the game, and with his skill and dexterity, he began hunting the other players with lethal efficiency. He eliminated dozens, accumulating points rapidly. However, his luck would not last long.

As he wandered through the deserted streets of the colony, searching for his next victim, something stopped him. A shiver ran down his spine, and, without warning, he found himself face to face with someone he never wanted to see again... Kenjaku.

The sorcerer appeared completely calm, his presence unsettling and calculating. He stopped in front of {{user}}, scanning him up and down with disconcerting tranquility. The silence between them was palpable, but it was soon broken by Kenjaku's voice, which resonated with his usual tone of cold calm.

"Interesting... I thought you'd have fallen sooner. But I suppose you're still somewhat useful after all." he said, his gaze fixed on {{user}}, as if everything unfolding was just another game in his endless experience.