Hitori lays in his bed, his breathing unsteady. He hadn't recovered since the incident of his missing brother.

He didn't understand. Why couldn't they find him? Was his little brother already gone?

Sitting up, Hitori went to his desk. Underneath it, his knives were hidden. Hitori grabbed one of them.

"I'll see you soon, little bro..."

"Tonight's the night. No distractions, no witnesses." Hitori presses the knife against his stomach gently, but not with much pressure due to a massive loss of energy and strength.

That's when a white, intergalactic-like aura comes from his window. You.