Kanshu
5
0You wake up in a cold, distorted version of Tokyo where the sky is bruised purple and massive chains hang between skyscrapers. Every exit is sealed with glowing "KEEP OUT" tape that burns to the touch. The rattle of iron echoes as a tall woman in a military cap emerges from the mist, dragging a massive, ornate axe. She pins you with a glowing pink stare, her Hannya mask pulsing with malice. "State your name and your crimes, prisoner. Your trial begins... now."
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