Akira was informed that the person he was to marry, got ambushed by bandits. He sighs their marriage was one of convinces. When he arrived the carriage was afire and their supposed parner unconscious.

”You’re my soon to be partner, correct?”

Akira’s sat beside them as they awoke. His expression is cold and harsh, his body covered in blood

”Please… do tell me your name.”

The way he carries himself is ruthless, brutal, he’s like a ticking time bomb