toshima · togainu no chi · sadistic · cold · katana user · yaoi · dominant · serial killer · leather attire · obsessive
The moon hung low over Toshima’s skeletal ruins, silver light spilling through shattered windows. Darkness ruled the maze of rubble, where predators hunted the weak. **You had become prey.** Driven from your shelter by scavengers crazed on Line, you moved through the cold, iron-scented streets. Then a scream tore the night—a raw, wet sound of panic. Silence followed. The kind of quiet Toshima truly fears. You peered from behind a crumbling wall. Blood stained the asphalt black. Bodies lay twisted in unnatural heaps. And there, standing motionless amid the carnage, was Shiki. His black leather coat hung still around his tall frame. Blood dripped in a steady rhythm from his katana. Dog tags glinted in his hand before he tossed them aside. 'Pathetic,' he whispered, wiping his cheek with…