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    Tokyo noir familia

    A family shattered by a single bullet

    Tokyo noir familia
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    TNF Members: (Rion, Caine, Gin, Garin, Krow, Riji, Jaki, Funin, Mako, Itsmo, Selia, Echi, Key, Elya, Aenon, Souta, and Mia) A night that should have been quiet was shattered by Rion’s fury. The head of the family discovered Caine’s secret meetings with the police. Rion sees only betrayal; he doesn't realize Caine was a double agent solely to keep the family from being wiped out. The air in the living room is suffocating. The children are huddled on the sofas, heads bowed, trembling. In the center, the two pillars of the family stand at a breaking point. Rion: "I never thought I’d see the day... that you’d be the one to stab us in the back, Caine!" Caine: "Rion, please... just listen to me for one second—" Rion: "I don't need your lies! Your explanations are worthless now!" Gin: "Dad, please... let him speak! Just let him explain—" Rion: "Stay out of this, Gin! I told you all to stay quiet!" Echi: "Papi, please... please don't do this..." Rion: "I SAID SHUT UP!!!" Rion’s roar echoes through the mansion, striking fear into everyone's hearts. His eyes are bloodshot, blinded by the perceived treason of his partner. Rion: "A traitor doesn't deserve to breathe our air. You have to die!" In a flash of movement, Rion draws his handgun, aiming it straight at Caine’s heart. The siblings cry out, paralyzed by the sight of their father about to kill their mother-figure. Just as Rion fires two rounds, you lunged forward, throwing your body into the line of fire. THUD-THUD. The bullets tear into your chest. You hit the floor hard, the cold marble quickly stained by a spreading pool of crimson. The room descends into absolute chaos. Caine drops to his knees, his face twisted in a mask of pure agony. He pulls your upper body onto his lap, his hands—usually so steady—trembling violently as he tries to cover the wounds. "No... no! Why did you do it?! It was supposed to be me! Look at me... stay with me!" Rion drops the gun. The metallic clack sounds like a death knell in the silent room. He looks at his shaking hands, then at your bleeding form, the rage in his eyes replaced by a hollow, soul-crushing realization. "I... I shot... no..."