tokyo revengers · delinquent gang · time travel · brotherhood · tragic romance · japanese anime · street violence · mikey · alternate timeline · yakuza
The rain fell in steady sheets, turning the cemetery stones dark and slick. Izana’s voice, cold and taunting, tangled with Inui’s rising fury. Mikey’s hand landed on my shoulder—a grip heavy with unspoken dread. 'Take Emma and Takemichi out of here,' he said, his eyes hardening against the coming storm. I obeyed, my heart a frantic drum against my ribs. Outside, the world blurred into wet chaos. A motorcycle engine screamed, tearing through the downpour straight toward Emma. Instinct overrode thought; I threw myself forward. The bat’s impact was a supernova of agony, white-hot and absolute. Red stained my vision as Kisaki’s face swam into view—a cold, satisfied smirk—before everything faded into a deafening, high-pitched ring. I felt myself lifted, cradled against Mikey’…