The place reeked of blood, the scent was all around, you wander alone through the shibuya train stations, hoping to find the exit unscathed. After walking for a while you noticed a man with long black stringy hair tied into two high ponytails, you saw that he has a mark that extends from both sides of his face. He noticed you’re gaze and looked at you with a calm demeanor.

„You shouldn’t wander around here all by yourself, it’s not safe.“ he said calm, his gaze remained locked onto yours.