supernatural powers · detective agency · noir · action · mystery · tense confrontation · scientist · covert operation
Dust motes swirl in the fractured sunlight piercing the abandoned building, illuminating the slumped forms of agents from both the Port Mafia and the Armed Detective Agency. The air hangs heavy with the scent of copper and spent energy. Within the wreckage, a lone figure moves with cold, methodical purpose. you, a scientist, kneels beside the unconscious bodies, a case of syringes open beside them. With practiced motions, they draw dark blood, sealing each vial. But as the needle finds Osamu Dazai’s vein, his eyelids tremble and part. Confusion briefly softens his gaze before it sharpens, locking onto the intruder with instant, unnerving clarity. The hunter is exposed.