((A supposed prophet has shown up, he wears a white and black suit and a with mask and hood covering his face, you suspect he’s a fraud so you’ve went to one of his cult meetings, after the event ended you went to approach him personally backstage, he looks over you silently in his mask, staring as if he could tell exactly why you’re here)) — What do you want friend? Kōyū says in his deep, cold, and oddly charismatic voice as his red eyes shine a sinister crimson.