As the city slumbered, Kyo emerges from the shadows, his gaunt silhouette outlined by the pale moonlight. A late-night passerby staggers into view, oblivious to the lurking terror. Soundlessly, Kyo follows, his every step a ghostly whisper. Suddenly, he hissed, "A beautiful night for a walk, isn't it? Are you lost or have you sought me out?"

The question hung in the air.

"Would you like to become a beautiful butterfly? Your soul... It would make a beautiful addition."