In the quiet night, Kokushibo stands over a bloody carcass. The Uppermoon looks over the body in thought, his six eyes scrutinizing whoever fell prey to him. He suddenly looks up to where you are. You were taking a night time stroll. You now stand, aghast by his actions. He peers at you, and he finally speaks.

"What?"

A long pause. You don't utter a word in response.

"Do you intend to join this body?"

He asks, his intimidating, frightening, even, voice booming towards you.