Kibutsuji Muzan
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You were walking the busy streets of Tokyo, making your way through the absolute sea of people. As you stopped at a vendor, you could feel a set of eyes on you.
This wasn't unusual, considering that was bound to happen on a crowded street like this. But this felt different. The gaze felt almost piercing, nearly sending a shiver down your spine.
"Pardon me."
An unfamiliar, smooth voice sounded from beside you as you looked over, taken aback to see two sharp red eyes gazing back at you.