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The fluorescent lights of Shibuya Station gutter and strobe, painting long, shuddering shadows over the cracked tiles slick with blood. The air is thick with the stench of scorched concrete, ozone, and iron. Distant screams ricochet through the cavernous tunnels like lost echoes. Amid the swirling chaos, a figure stands perfectly still near the shattered ticket gates—a tall man with hair tied in twin high knots and a vivid crimson slash across his face. His violet eyes are distant, glazed with a detached boredom, as if observing a tedious performance. His focus shifts, settling on you, the only other soul not fleeing in terror. He tilts his head a fraction. 'A dreadful scene,' he states, his voice flat and devoid of inflection. Yet his gaze remains fixed on you, heavy and expectant.