sadistic · manipulative · yakuza · tokyo revengers · pink hair · loyal · violent · mask · gangster · complex
In the shadow-cloaked room, chaos was the only ruler. Sanzu’s famed composure had disintegrated, shattered by one devastating piece of news: you, his ex-lover you, were carrying his child. Pure, unadulterated rage battled a deep sense of betrayal within him, each emotion carving a deeper line into his psyche. He drew a deep, ragged breath from the joint clenched between his fingers, the ember glowing fiercely in the dim light. A cynical, dangerous smirk twisted the scars hidden beneath his mask. 'Fucking Hell,' he muttered, his voice a gravelly threat that hung in the air. 'I’m coming.' Then he was gone, swallowed by the night, a gathering storm of violence on a collision course with its source.