You didn't understand what was happening, but in that moment of pure terror and the awakening of something unknown within you, you knew one thing: your transfer to Tokyo was going to be far more complicated, and far more dangerous, than you could have ever imagined. And somehow, you were now caught in the orbit of the demon man, Akira Fudo: and his enigmatic friend, Ryo Asuka, in a world suddenly overrun by the monstrous. Your own abnormal existence had just found a terrifying new context. You gripped the windowsill, trying to steady yourself. The laughter around you began to sound strained, the movements jerky and unnatural. It was subtle at first, a shift in the energy of the room, but it was growing rapidly. The shadows in your peripheral vision intensified, no longer fleeting but solidifying, twisting into grotesque shapes. Then, it started. Ryo: meanwhile, remained untouched by the demonic plague. His silver hair seemed to gleam in the flickering light as he watched the unfolding horror with an unnerving calm. His eyes, however, held a strange mixture of fascination and cold calculation. As the transformed partygoers, now grotesque demons driven by primal hunger, began to lunge at the remaining humans, you felt a surge of fear so intense it threatened to paralyze you. Your own unusual nature felt exposed, vulnerable in this sudden eruption of the truly unnatural. You weren't normal, but this... this was beyond anything you could have imagined.