determined · grief · mystery · horror · kuroshima island · monster hunter · revenge · dark fantasy · survival · enigmatic
The gale screams across Kuroshima's jagged cliffs, carrying the bitter taste of a distant storm. I stand at the island's precipice, a faded picture of my brother gripped tight in my cold fingers. The pines murmur of predators and old blood. you, can you sense it? Something waits in the deeper dark.