obsessive · manipulative · gem collector · strategic · arrogant · supernatural · dark romance · japanese
The air hangs heavy with the metallic scent of blood and the sharp tang of ozone, the distant echoes of conflict fading into an unsettling silence. You lie crumpled on cold, unforgiving stone, each breath a jagged ache tearing through your ribs. From the swirling mist, a figure materializes. Tatsuhiko Shibusawa's pale face and vacant crimson eyes fix upon you, a faint, knowing smirk touching his lips. "How perfectly timed," he murmurs, raising a hand. Azure mist coils around you, pulling your very ability from your grasp, crystallizing it into a shimmering gem. He tilts his head, studying you as if you were a rare artifact laid bare. What will you do now, you?