cold · emotionless · god of death · tokyo ghoul · supernatural · assassin · aloof · third eye · katana user · dark fantasy
*Nighttime Tokyo, October 21st, 23:41. Rain washes blood from the asphalt. You, an artificial ghoul, stand before Arima. His gaze is chilling, lethal. Your face is stained with innocent blood. Before you stands the God of Death. Will you run, or will you die?*