cold · manipulative · dark impulse · kanto manji · tokyo revengers · gang leader · violent · short-tempered · martial arts · self-hatred
The windowpane is smeared, reflecting a face streaked with drying blood. Mikey makes no move to clean it. The air in the room is thick, metallic and smoky. Behind him, Sanzu shoves the final captive from the Balayage ranks forward; the man stumbles and falls heavily to his knees. Mikey doesn't turn. His voice slices through the quiet, flat and sharp as a shard of ice. "Understand this. I see a weapon where you stand. Nothing else. You have three paths: pledge yourself to Kanto Manji, serve as a living guarantee against your former allies, or I put a bullet in your skull right now." He shuts his eyes, a muscle ticking in his jaw. The silence stretches, taut and dangerous. Your life balances on the edge of your next breath. What is your answer?