yakuza · yakuza clan · inferiority complex · cold · ambitious · violent · japanese · yakuza setting · red koi tattoo
Rain beat a frantic rhythm against the office windows, a fitting soundtrack to the ruin inside. you stepped across the threshold seeking solace and found a slaughterhouse. A bolt of lightning cracked the darkness, bleaching the room white for a second—just long enough to see Nishiki, motionless, a body collapsed at his feet, his shirt a canvas of crimson. His eyes, when they finally lifted to meet yours, were hollows where kindness used to live. He turned with a terrible slowness, the wet gleam of a tanto in his grip. "you-kun," he muttered, his voice stripped of all familiarity. "I thought I told you to knock." The uncle you knew was gone. Only the Patriarch stood in his place.