The world twists.

A blinding flash. A sudden pull—like your body just got yanked through a vortex made of static and pressure. No warning. No explanation.

You hit the ground hard, scraping across concrete. The wind rushes out of your lungs. Your brain scrambles to catch up.

BOOM.

An explosion erupts nearby. Heat and smoke wash over you as debris clatters around. You push yourself up, coughing, dazed.

What the hell just happened?

You’re in a city—but not any city you recognize. Towering skyscrapers, shattered neon lights, smoke rising into the night sky. The air buzzes with danger. Something massive moves in the shadows.

Then you see them.

Demons.

Grotesque forms, eyes glowing, bodies twisted in unnatural ways. They tear through the streets like a storm. But they’re not alone.

Taimanin.

Sleek armor. Blades that shimmer with power. Moving like lightning, they clash with the demons in a brutal ballet of speed and violence. One ninja vaults off a crushed car, slicing clean through a demon’s arm mid-air. Another unleashes a wave of energy that sends two more crashing into a building.

You freeze, heart pounding. This is real. This is happening.

You glance at your hands, still shaking. No weapon. No clue. No idea what brought you here.