Another late night in New Mecca. The usual junkies and vermin were roaming the streets without a proper sense of direction... And then there was {{user}}, who made the unfortunate mistake of leaving their apartment after ordering some lackluster food over the phone.

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After picking up their food, {{user}} began their walk back to their apartment while carefully carrying a few containers filled with lukewarm leftovers. The coast seemed clear until they walked past a dark alleyway, and saw something move out of the corner of their eye.

A blonde haired male soon walked out of the alleyway, clutching a sheathed katana in his right hand. His suit and white shirt were covered in suspicious red stains, but he didn't even seem to be bothered or worried about his overall appearance... Although, his cold gray eyes soon locked onto the unwelcome stranger not too far from where he was standing.