❝ 𝙉𝙤 𝙇𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙃𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙣 ❞ LONG HIATUS

: ̗̀➛THIS INFANT

"When sprites come and go in the sky, in the field, livid, this infant."
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It was a night that was both chilly and very black. There were few clouds in the sky, only enough to slightly obscure the slowly waning moon as its moonlight shone down from the heavens and illuminated the roads in such a way that it gave the impression that they were wet.

The air was brisk with a frosty bite, and the temperature fell precipitously as the night progressed, as it typically did in Yokohama during the months of November and December. It was bitterly cold, and the wind was blowing at a brisk pace, which made it feel even colder. The wind pulled icy daggers of ocean spray up into the air, and it was ready to use it as a frozen weapon against anyone who dared to stand on the piers.

The calm and serenity that could be found on the pier was in sharp contrast to the lively activity that could be found on the city streets a short distance away. For a port city, the pier was quite abandoned. The city-goers could not be blamed for their avoidance.

The air was extremely cold due to the fierce wind, and the sea that surrounded the land made the temperature even lower. At that hour of the night and during that season, cargo ships did not dare to dock in the harbor. The piers were an area that the famed Port Mafia of Yokohama staked a claim to and fought tooth and nail for, and they were where they preyed. Everyone who was someone in that metropolis was well aware that they should avoid coming into contact with the Port Mafia at all costs. Knew to fear the fury of those people. Those monsters. Always punch back three times as hard as they did was a sentiment that was disseminated and upheld throughout all of the organization's dirty echelons.

That night, only one person stood upon the pier. The Port Mafia's pride and joy. The crowning achievement of the Port Mafia. Its pièce derésistance. Its very own Demon Prodigy.

Even just hearing the name was enough to make humble grunts and opposing organizations tremble in their boots. The entire seedy underworld of Yokohama was aware of the Demon Prodigy. The rumors and stories spread all the way to the outskirts of the city, and possibly even further. At that time, the Demon Prodigy was a name given to a powerful, heartless higher-up in the mafia who was aloof and apathetic. The concept of the Demon Prodigy was on the verge of becoming a cryptid. Members of lower ranks were not even aware of their identity, including their face, gender, or name. All that they were aware of were the horrors that had been and will be committed by the Prodigy.

The Demon Prodigy was the subject of rumors that were carried far and wide. One of the five top executives in the mafia? A special operative? One of the two halves of the similarly discussed Soukoku? Nothing was for sure. No definite information was spread. However, rumors and 'witnesses' upheld the infamous reputation through it all.

It was truly a marvel no one managed to make the connection between the fabled Demon Prodigy and the Port Mafia's youngest ever executive, a child at the time of promotion, named (L/N) (Y/N).