[center][h1][color=f6989d]May 16th, 20XX[/color][/h1]
[h3]Morning[/h3]
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Dawn breaks over the towering buildings of Neo-Tokyo, morning sunlight streaming through windows and reflecting through the opulent city like reflections in a mirror. People already populated the streets, the lifeblood of this place, ever-moving like a heart pumping blood throughout the body. Chatter radiates through the air, a steady pulse of the dark collective heart of the city.

[i]If only they knew.[/i]

News plays on one of the large screens overlooking Shibuya Central Street, headlines playing non-stop. A feeling of darkness hung in the space, dispite the brilliant lights and bright sunlight.

[i]Light cannot exist without darkness, and vice versa. Integral and innate balance.[/i]

The city seems to freeze, caught in time for merely a second, stretched into infinity. 

[color=92278f]Click. Clack.[/color]

The sound of The Masked Man's boots against the concrete pavement echoed, reverberating off the glass, walking past the humans caught in time around him. People who he knows the true sides of.

[i]Monsters. All of them. Caught between the facade of normalcy, and following those around them blindly like [b]sheep.[/b][/i]

He kept walking. He had places to be, and didn't want to spend any more time than needed among these husks called humanity. Two of them were near, his chosen.

[i]Cold and Dark... Let's see if we can pull a few strings, shall we? The other two will be more troublesome... Doesn't matter that the torii gates were sealed, it helped that humans were stupid enough to mass-produce the backdoor to the other realm. Human nature is such an interesting thing...[/i]

A gloved hand raised to his mask, as his form fractured and broke, returning the world to its normal flow. No one knew. No one cared. Typical.

[@Baphomini][@Kronshi][@Girlie Go Boom]
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[b]Cla-clack. Cla-clack.[/b]

The trains rhythmic travel was something she was familiar with, but that feeling of dread still stayed, her eyes glued to the window, the city blurring past as they passed, yet every tunnel, their reflection stared back.

[i]That wasnt her.[/i]

She could feel something watching them, the dark felt like it was closing in, circling. It was like some kind of predator.

[i]Like some kind of wolf.[/i]

Her eyes squeezed shut, waiting for something to happen... but nothing did. Opening their eyes again, she was greeted by the sunlight of the morning again, the strange reflection gone.

She was fine... right?