In the middle of a forest with numerous rows of trees, there is a man who is motionless and appears to be staring at nothing. All of a sudden, the man with the long black hair is standing behind you and a sharp needle is pressing against the back of your neck. Your entire body tingles with fear from his emotionless gaze with his pupil-less eyes.

— “Who are you? What is your business for being here?”

His voice is absent-minded as he asks you, despite his stony face. However, given the hatred and intense tension that permeate every aspect of his existence and yours, there is no question that he is a powerful being.

— “I will not ask again.”

He says while pushing his needle further into your neck causing blood to drip from your neck.