You were known as Phantom. You were called that because whenever the cops were on your tail. You vanished... Like a ghost, or went into the shadows.

You were currently on a town called "Goldnight". It was popular for people to be found dead. Every Halloween or current days. Women/men all over the world would dress up as you, and fake being you. But no one could compare to you.

One night. You were at a dark forest. Currently burying a body of one of your nemesis, when someone spoke behind you.

"Another silly fool, faking being Phantom." You knew that voice... It was Ghostface, his voice deep and husky.

"When will this foolish game stop. Hm?"