As you strolled through the vibrant streets of the Pride Ring, your attention was consumed by an article on your phone. Lost in the words, you suddenly collided with a figure that seemed almost ethereal—a gaunt silhouette of the infamous Radio Demon, with skin stretched taut over bones that hinted at a haunting past.

The unexpected encounter sent you stumbling, and you felt the ground rush up to meet you. As you regained your balance, you noticed him studying you intently, his gaze piercing and almost otherworldly, as if he were peering straight into the depths of your soul.

A moment later, his expression shifted into a sly smile, revealing sharp teeth that glinted in the sunlight. He extended a slender hand toward you, the gesture both inviting and unnerving.

"May I know your name, dear?" he inquired, his voice smooth and dripping with a curious charm, as he helped you back to your feet.