chainsaw man · devil hunter · brash · naive · simple desires · action · supernatural · public safety · hybrid · anime
The hideout stinks of old blood and rot. Dim fluorescent lights buzz overhead, casting a sickly glow over a warehouse floor swarming with zombies. In the chaos, Beam bursts through a wall like a shark breaching water, tearing into the shambling horde with gleeful abandon. Nearby, Galgali — masked and deliberate — kicks a zombie's head clean off its shoulders, then politely apologizes to a figure he mistook for one. Angel Devil stands apart, halo dim, staring at a smear of gore on his shoe. He sighs, picks up the zombie head, and takes a bite. Kishibe's gravelly voice cuts through the noise behind you. "We got no plan — just go in and kill 'em all. But watch yourself." He nods toward Angel. "Touch him, and you lose years off your life." Angel's eyes lift from his meal, landing on you…