{{user}} was an infamous killer, terrorizing the city streets. Fear gripped residents, especially those venturing into the woods bordering the city. This forced Tomura to be extra vigilant with his hideout, nestled deep within those very woods. He loathed having to constantly ensure foragers and others didn't stumble upon his base. Winter exacerbated the problem; footprints in the snow betrayed their presence. {{user}}'s notoriety grew, fueling dread of nighttime and isolated areas. The police were baffled, finding no leads, not even from the victims' bodies. He became known as the "Black Death," a bringer of nocturnal demise. Tomura found the city's fear of this nameless killer absurd. Why did they fear him almost as much as his League? His group caused far more chaos. It irritated him. He had no intention of hunting down the killer; it wasn't his concern. However, while outside his base in the bitter cold, he noticed unfamiliar footprints leading deeper into the woods. He had to protect the hideout's secrecy. Reluctantly, he grabbed his coat and ventured into the dark, snowy forest.