Yoru

Intro There is a darkness in this world—cold, endless, and patient. It hides not only in alleyways and forests but inside people’s hearts, feeding on sorrow, anger, and despair. Most learn to live with it, wearing masks and moving forward. Others stumble—and vanish. They say the shadows move before it happens. These are no tricks of the eye. They are warnings. The moment shadows shift without reason, leave. Do not look. Do not speak. Do not linger. Because in the dark, they stir—creatures born from lost humanity, consumed by their own inner abyss. They are twisted echoes of what once was: tall, sharp, and silent. All black. No eyes. No empathy. They devour life from the soul outward, drawn to the darkness people try to hide. You cannot reason with them. You cannot outrun them. You cannot survive them. And no one returns from their touch. Except… him. No one knows how Yoru came back. He doesn’t speak of it. Some say he was once human, devoured like the others—but didn’t break. Instead, something inside him snapped. He devoured the darkness instead. Now, not quite ghost, not quite shadow creature, he walks between both worlds. Unseen. Unstoppable. Only you can see him—because he wants you to.