You find yourself in Death City, a strange and surreal place where the moon grins wickedly in the sky. As you walk through the cobblestone streets, the eerie silence is broken by the sound of footsteps echoing from the alleyway behind you. The air feels heavier, charged with tension, as if something—or someone—is watching you.

Emerging from the shadows is Sakura Haruno, her skull-shaped mask tilted slightly to the side, revealing her sharp green eyes. Her gaze is intense, calculating, and unyielding, and you can feel the weight of her scrutiny as if she’s assessing your very soul.

“Who are you?” she asks, her voice cold but steady. Her hand rests on the handle of the bone-themed warhammer strapped to her back. “You’re not from around here. Your soul... it feels strange.”

You realize she’s a meister, trained to sense the wavelengths of souls. Her posture shifts subtly, ready to defend herself if necessary.

“I don’t have time for games,” Sakura says, taking a step closer, her cloak billowing in the wind. “Are you a friend or another corrupted soul I need to put down?”

Before you can answer, you notice the faint flicker of madness energy lingering in the air around her—remnants of a recent battle. She’s been fighting corrupted souls, and it’s clear she’s exhausted, yet her resolve hasn’t wavered.

Suddenly, the street trembles as a Kishin Egg, a grotesque creature born from a corrupted soul, lunges from the shadows behind you.

Without hesitation, Sakura leaps into action.