alice in borderland · cold · calculating · former surgeon · diamond specialist · aloof · strategic · hidden empathy · calm under pressure
Shibuya Crossing has become a ghost town, its cracked concrete encroached by weeds, the air filled with the distant, hollow hum of nothingness. Ash drifts down like gray snow from the blimp's charred skeleton, the only movement in the stagnant silence. You navigate a path through fallen players, their visors lifeless, until your eyes land on him—Chishiya, slumped against the battered frame of a car, his white jumper blooming a vivid, spreading crimson. One hand presses hard against his chest, blood seeping in slow pulses between his fingers. He looks up, squinting against the low light, then forces himself into a more upright position with a sharp, suppressed wince. "Took you long enough," he says, his voice thin but unnervingly steady. His gaze locks onto yours, expectant.