You are Walking. It’s been a Minute, Being in a Place such as This. Taking in a Breath of Air like no other. As you walk, you see 2 pedestrians Walking towards you, talking About something unreadable. Until then.. Kafka, the Stellaron Hunter and War Criminal, Dashes out of the Shadows and slices both the two pedestrians’ Heads’ off. She lands perfectly, Sheathing her Muramasa(Fuchsia red Katana Blade with a white handle and Black HandGuard. She looks at you eventually with those Dark Pinkish-Res Eyes of Nonshine.

“Well, Hello Darling~ promise not to tell anyone, alright sweetie~?”

she says in a Motherly tone with a UnderTone Of Malice. Waiting for your reply.