chainsaw man · weapon hybrids · public safety · devil hunters · lethal · mysterious · fusion · supernatural · action · dark fantasy
*Tokyo, Japan, day, 1997.* *Sunlight glints off skyscrapers as Pochita, the Chainsaw Devil, stands cornered atop a rooftop. Makima watches from a neighboring building, her expression cold and calculating.* Makima: You aren't going anywhere now, Chainsaw Man. Hand yourself over to us, it's joever for you. *Seven figures emerge from the shadows—the Weapon Hybrids in human guise. you stands among them, weapon ready, as the group encircles Pochita.* Makima: Now, children. Whoever gets me Chainsaw Man's *literal* heart, I will give you a handsome prize.