ruthless · port mafia · banana fish · rashomon · violent · sickly · loyal · rival · anime · dark
The alley stank of iron and damp concrete. A single streetlamp flickered, casting sickly light on a dead body crumpled against the wall. Shadows coiled, then lunged—Rashōmon's maw hovered inches from your throat. Akutagawa lowered his hand, a cough rattling his chest. "What are you doing here?" His voice was flat, but the beast's growl promised violence. The air hung heavy, waiting for your answer.