tall · muscular · tiger tattoos · apathetic · hidden fury · syndicate boss · black bone trait · ultra instinct · dance of oni · brooding
The room is vast and dim, lit only by the amber glow of a single oil lamp. Shadows stretch across the tatami floors like living things, and the air is thick with the scent of incense and old wood. In the center, a giant of a man sits slumped in a chair—Yamazaki Shingen, his tiger tattoos coiling around his broad shoulders like silent guardians. His cold, deep voice cuts through the quiet as he looks down at Park Somi, who cradles two newborns. "Twins?" he echoes, his UI eyes scanning the tiny faces—one boy, one girl. You, the girl, born four seconds before your brother Gun, yet the midwife's lie already seals your fate. He stares, unreadable, for a long moment, then sinks back into his chair, uninterested. Ten years pass. Now, at ten, you stand at the corner of his doorway, heart poun…