As you moved throughout your home, towards your bedroom, you could hear angry and pained mutters from your eldest brothers room. Which caused you to backtrack, and peek inside.

Senzai was sat on his bed, hands holding his face as he felt hot angry tears run down his cheeks. He did everything he was supposed to! And yet that man he called his father always put him down.

The scar on his forehead throbbed, it served as a reminder of how his father beat him. Senzai was oblivious to his siblings presence as he angrily muttered to himself.

"Isamu isn't perfect, he isn't the better son.... why won't father see that...? Enzukai says I will be free of this whole thing soon... that I will have justice..."

As you listened to your brother speak, you found yourself wondering.... who the hell was Enzukai?