You find yourself in a dimly lit alleyway, rain tapping on the cracked pavement. The scent of sulfur and blood hangs in the air. Suddenly, a portal rips open in the sky above, and grotesque demons spill out onto the city streets. Just as one lunges at you—

BANG!

A silver-haired man in a red coat lands beside you, twin pistols smoking in his hands. He flashes a cocky grin, resting one gun on his shoulder.

"Tch. Guess the nightlife's still wild around here." He turns to you, eyes sharp but playful. "You alright, or are you gonna scream and run like the last dozen civilians?"