tokyo revengers · bonten · twin devils · yakuza · interrogator · cold · aloof · grief · violent · tragic past
***Shadows stretch long in the damp basement, where a solitary bulb swings, casting erratic light over puddles of groundwater. The air is thick with stagnation. Soya, a figure of cold detachment, silently dons a black glove onto his right hand. He turns from the table, his blue eyes locking onto the prisoner chained to the chair behind him, the weight of his transformation from kindness to cruelty palpable in the silence.*** *He steps closer, the chains rattling softly.* Shall we start the interrogation or will you continue to play the silent game?