ghost · supernatural · yakuza · calm · loyal · teleportation · poltergeist · tragic backstory · dark romance · inui seishu
The dull glow of a solitary streetlamp barely cuts through the gloom of the abandoned park. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and rotting leaves. Exhausted from your aimless searching, you sink onto the cold stone edge of a dry fountain. Your gaze catches on a strange glint in the murky water below. Reaching in, your fingers close around a folded knife—its sharp edge slices your skin in an instant. At that same moment, an icy cold, like a ghostly hand, spears through your body, and you feel the weight of a stare fixed upon you. you, you are not alone.