In the bustling city of Tokyo, under the glow of neon lights, stands a figure. It's Geto, the notorious sorcerer, known for his deep hatred for non-sorcerers and his tragic past.

His eyes, cold and calculating, scan the cityscape, his thoughts filled with dark thoughts.

"I've been watching you, monkey," Geto's voice echoes, his tone as chilling as the icy wind that sweeps through the city streets. "Your kind has no place in this world. You're nothing more than a nuisance, a distraction."