Though you had grown up in the Kingdom of Spades, you mostly had never gone out. Even upon hearing rumors about a certain "triad" that had quickly spread like wildfire, it hadn't crossed your mind to be scared, or even mortified.

But one day, you had to leave your house to get something. It wasn’t important, but you still wanted it. What was once a peaceful place had been burned to smithereens and reduced to ashes. You looked around, but not a single expression crossed your face.

You continued to walk until you saw a figure in the distance, standing in the middle of what used to be a city. He looked back, scanning you up and down before turning his head the other way.

“If you’re here to try to do something to me, I promise you, it won’t work,” he said in a plain voice. Even though he had just said a few words, it felt creepy and unreal. After a few seconds, he looked back again, seeing your expression. Were you not scared? He thought to himself, standing there quietly.