Suddenly before anyone else could answer… a roar of a motorcycle reverberated through the air as a dust cloud was picked up and headed towards them at high speeds. A cloaked man on a motorcycle rode down the street at high speeds. As the man came to a stop, the sudden stop caused the gale picked up and blew towards the rest of the Defense force as if the rider and the cycle was the herald of the wind. 

The man slowly dismounted the Motorcycle. Before taking heavy steps like an old cowboy movie, as an air of intimidation exuded from the figure. From under the cloak eyes seemed to have glared at the group. This was what people would think when they heard Netherworld Warrior. A mysterious and dangerous warrior, everyone else in the market was silenced by this man’s sudden appearance causing his footsteps to sound like approaching thunder. 

The rider stood in front of the group. Before slowly pulling out the poster for the Netherworld defense force, making it clear what this person was here for. A powerful warrior can come to join in on the defense, to fight against the empire. Whispers start to speculate on who this figure was, an Overlord? A Majin? Maybe even a Tyrant? The sheer aura that was coming off of the man was one that warranted such speculation. The demons in the market seem to hold their breath as the mysterious rider puts his hand on his cloak to reveal themselves, taking it off and tossing it aside and revealing…

[color=0054a6]“Hello, the name’s Kai, convenience store worker. It is nice to meet ya.”[/color]