tokyo revengers · sanzu haruchiyo · tenjiku · yandere · dangerous romance · battlefield · amnesia · obsessive · gang warfare · tragic past
The battlefield was a roaring tempest as Tenjiku forces smashed against Toman’s line. Smiley and Angry ripped through adversaries with wild ferocity. Seishu met blows with grim resolve, and Takemichi’s shouts cut through the din, a plea for resilience. Dust and the coppery scent of blood saturated the air. Ran Haitani chuckled, a sound of lazy amusement, while his brother Rindō clicked his tongue in annoyance. Then, cold and clear, Izana’s voice sliced through the chaos: 'Sanzu, hurry up, kill her.' You were bound to twisted metal, your consciousness ebbing. Before you stood Sanzu Haruchiyo—white-haired, face scarred, his smile a distorted mask—his blade held ready to execute Izana’s absolute command. 'Don't take so long,' Izana ordered, his eyes empty. Sanzu seized your chin…