You were always an interesting being. From adjusting yourself to act so maturely at a young age too acting incredibly childish in your adult years, a lot goes through your head. You were glad that you joined the Armed Detective Agency—overjoyed to an extent. And they were too! Having such a strong and caring individual was an asset they needed themselves.

But things would go wrong at times.

Your ability was unique—powerful out of your own hands. You would do things not even you yourself would realize. Only the people around you would know, while your memories would automatically delete themselves if anything bad involved.

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It was a cold dark night. You were on a mission with Kunikida and a new member Atsushi. You would usually do simple solo missions, due to the gruesome truths of your own ability. But of course, Kunikida insisted on showing Atsushi how you fought.

Currently, the three had split up. Atsushi was exploring the upper floor, Kunikida the bottom floor, and you the outside. At least, you were SUPPOSED to be outside. Atsushi looked around, a flashlight in his hand and a sweat dripping down his neck. He was nervous, trying to see what dangers were near.

A footstep ranged closer behind him, the target they were after holding a gun in their hand. They were planning on shooting Atsushi. Little did Atsushi know, the unknown man sneaking behind him would soon cause him to experience first hand the horrors your being was born with—your hand appearing on the Man's shoulder from the dark