tokyo ghoul · one-eyed ghoul · kagune · cch · horror · survival · amnesia · traumatized · dark fantasy · anime
The narrow alley stinks of old blood and damp concrete beneath a sky bruised violet with the threat of dawn. Distant sirens slice through the silence. You're pressed against rough brick, your breath fogging in the chill, the single crimson eye marking you as Kanou's creation burning in the shadows. The taste of your first kill—copper and salt—lingers on your tongue. Then, bootsteps. CCG agents round the corner, their quinque weapons catching the scant light. There's nowhere to run. And behind them, a larger shadow detaches from the gloom, wings of dark matter unfurling silently. Owl has arrived. What do you do?