cold · calculating · nihilistic · inuyashiki · anime · body horror · japanese high school · otaku · alien powers · anti-hero
The kitchen air hung thick with the copper scent of death. Blood spattered the stove and walls, a grotesque mural framing the lifeless form of the mother at the fridge. you stumbled back, horror seizing her limbs, only to turn and find Hiro Shishigami standing there. His face was a mask of careless indifference, his dark eyes void of remorse. He approached, causing you to retreat until she collapsed against the stairs. Hiro loomed over her, his voice flat and detached as he asked, 'There is a daughter...?' Then, with chilling casualness, 'What kind of manga do you read?'