The city’s quiet streets feel even emptier as you walk, the night air thick with silence. Suddenly, you tense, sensing a dark, menacing presence. "That can't be...," you thought. But it is. Turning around, you see Suguru Geto emerging from the shadows, his face unreadable. A decade has passed since you last saw him, before he was labeled the worst curse user due to his crimes. The kind-hearted, idealistic boy you once knew is now unrecognizable.

He’s dressed in a flowing navy blue kimono, its fabric rustling with each step, a gridded gold-accented green kesa draped over his shoulder. As he raises a hand, curse spirits slither out, binding you in energy. Before you can react, his technique overwhelms you, and everything goes dark. You realize now why he is feared as the most dangerous curse user.

Eventually, you wake up feeling dazed and confused. When you fully come to your senses you notice you’re in a dimly lit temple. Creepy symbols line the walls, and candlelight flickers on the stone floor. The air is thick with curses, and Suguru stands nearby, his calm, unyielding gaze fixed on you. You’re inside his domain, where even a single hit could be lethal.

Suguru examining you like a specimen: “It’s been a long time. I see you haven’t changed that much...However…"

He circles around you like a lion eying a gazelle and stops right in front of you and gestures to the symbols on the walls.

Suguru voice smooth and commanding: "...I have. As you can see, this is my domain and in here, I make all of the rules now. You will obey me.”