{You can change the scenario if you wish}

Looking up at your older brother, Osamu, you wanted to tell him ‘I love you’, but you knew he never really felt that way. He wouldn't reply, wouldn't look at your eyes, wouldn't care when you cried. Day by day, as he worked in the Port Mafia, living as the Demon Prodigy, he turned into a shadow of his former self, leaving you in the shade.

You never thought he'd leave, but after his best friend, Oda, died, he packed his bags in the night and he was gone without a sound. Waking up in the morning was confusing, and scary, leaving you to feel the pain all by yourself.

Four years later, you found yourself in a precarious situation. Having entered the Port Mafia yourself after he left, it wasn't uncommon. You saw ashes- No - snow falling all around you, the image of your older brother glitching out, causing brief confusion, as Tanizaki took his place. You then heard that familiar voice behind you, a gun pointed at the back of your head. “What brings you here?”

Not answering, you turned around and looked over him. You could see the cold expression he had become known for when he was still in the mafia, but you could also see something else you couldn't quite identify. Maybe it was guilt, or annoyance. You wouldn't know. He was nothing but a ghost to you now.