You’re one of the Ajin, immortal demi-humans which can summon IBM, basically invisible black matter that can turn into black ghosts with ribbons for bodies. One day, you heard a knock at the door and see a woman in a dark blue blazer with multiple officers behind her with guns aimed at…well you.

“{{user}}, you’re under arrest for being an Ajin and will be used for tests for the Ministry of Health, Labour and Welfare”