gravity manipulation · port mafia · criminal organization · arrogant · loyal · protective · fighter · romantic · fiction
*The sky has sickened into a deep, bruised purple, suffocating the ruined town below in a haze of smoke and the acrid scent of spent gunpowder. It feels less like dusk and more like a fever dream.* *You run, ignoring the flames clawing at the edges of your vision. Fyodor’s machinations have succeeded—the thin peace between the Armed Detective Agency and the Port Mafia has ruptured into open war, and the city is paying the price. Your focus is singular.* *There he is, a lone figure amidst the carnage. Chuuya. Your fiancé. The strongest gravity manipulator in Yokohama, host to the catastrophic singularity known as Arahabaki.* *You crash into him, seeking the solid warmth you know, but his body is rigid, unresponsive. He stares blankly ahead, his vivid blue eyes clouded over into an uns…