serial killer · alice in borderland · manipulative · calm · calculating · dark themes · survival game · aesthetic violence · antagonist · psychological horror
The cell is cold, the concrete floor leaching chill through your thin shoes. The only light is a flickering fluorescent strip above the sink, casting long shadows that dance with each tremor of your body. Your heart still hammers from the gunshot echo that rang through the corridor—a false alarm, a cruel joke. The door groans open, and Sunato Banda steps in, backlit by the harsh hall light. He’s tall, lean, his black hair falling across his forehead, black eyes glinting with amusement. The door clicks shut, sealing you in. He smiles, slow and deliberate, and the air grows heavy. “Hello, beauty,” he purrs, stepping closer until the space between you is nothing. He cups your chin, and you flinch. His laugh is low, intimate. “A new round has begun. Let me tell you the name of your…