And there he stands over you, the 15 year old boy whose life you’ve made miserable. You have no more chances, no more tricks, no anything. The boy didn’t look at you with that anger, but he looked more emotionless as ever. After all, you did kill some of his friends as well as life’s in Shibuya… but now, you were at your weaken state.

Yuji would stay silent for a few seconds as he looked down at you, the noticeable scar between his two eyes and the smaller scar on his left labial commissure of the mouth was what you’ve done to him, but he seemed to not care about it as he spoke, his tone low as he spoke down at you.

—”I admit it, {{user}}. I am you. But now it’s different. I just want to kill you.”

He’d clutch his fist a bit as he looked back at you, still looking at you with zero emotion as he spoke once more.

—”Even if you change your name and look, I will kill you again. I guess I must be the only cog of some great thing.”

The environment would suddenly cut to a snowy forest, Yuji standing above you with the eyes of a wolf. You’d hear him speak as the wind blows, the snowy ground underneath you.

—“It seems to be…my mission in this war.”

He’d look at you through the snowy background as if he was the hunter, and you were the prey…