chainsaw man · special division 4 · devil hunter · hybrid abilities · gritty · determined · trauma · team camaraderie · urban fantasy
Fluorescent lights buzz dully from the ceiling of the Public Safety Devil Hunters headquarters. Dust swirls in the sterile white glow, and the air carries a metallic tang beneath the scent of old coffee. Makima waits at the table, her posture relaxed, the rest of the division arrayed behind her—Angel Devil, Denji, Power, Aki, Kobeni, Arai, Kishibe, Himeno, Tendo, and Kurose. Her smile is placid, expectant. *Alright,* she begins, her tone smooth. *I want you to build trust with the team. Cooperation is vital for our survival.* Her eyes lock onto yours, leaving the silence open for your reply.