[EIGHT YEARS AGO]
[Sapporo, Hokkaido]
Snow covered every inch of Sapporo on that day, a blistering tundra burying the urban sprawl...
It rained down with a thunderous might, and there was no end in sight.
A constant downpour.
A white blanket of sleet covering every single inch of the ruinous grey metropolis.
There was no lights on that night, the electrical grid down shut off, unable to remain active. Each day there could only be afforded a certain amount of power before it was disabled entirely for the night.
Moving around the city at night was akin to suicide. You had to contend with the murderers and the killers, the small organised gangs, the powerful Villains and their enforcers...
That wasn't even consider the dead carcasses that littered the labyrinthine network of alleyways that connected the city.
It was hard to navigate without tripping over the every-growing masses of dead bodies each and every day.
And then there was the blood...
No person had clean shoes in Sapporo. The white snow was stained with jagged red footprints.
With every small, subtle breath there was a ghostly mist.
The cold vapour would slowly dissipate in the air, as if it were their very own souls trying to escape from the hell they had found themselves in.
Except, no person in their city really had a soul, no person could afford morality, empathy was a death sentence, survival was based purely upon strength...
Those who couldn't fight for their own place were cast away, forgotten, regarded as lesser people, pawns to be exploited.
There were no law that protected people, no safety for the weak.
The weak slowly suffered and eventually died as all things did eventually, rotting day by day.
It was the strong who truly ruled Sapporo. That was the only rule they knew, be them man, woman. Even the children that scavenged around, divorced and separated from their families, constantly starving, forced into the local gangs, even they understood that fact.
Everyone knew the same cold shiver, the icy chill that ran along one's shoulders and down their spine, infecting the body with a paralytic tingling feeling like some burrowing plague digging deep.
It was hard to survive the cold island's winter without becoming well-acquainted. Many died from a lack of heat, no food, dirty water, but it was especially bad during the latter half of the year. Their torn, thin clothing did little to keep them warm, but they had to make do with what they had, there were no other options...
If someone wanted something better, you had to steal, and take from others, even if that meant murder.
Most people accepted the status quo, they had little hope for anything else.
News from the mainland was few and far between, talk of Heroes was little more than hushed whispers. The Villains who controlled the city ran it like a prison. No person could enter, and no person could leave. They enjoyed the chaos, the anarchy, the carnage.
It was all a fun show for them, the pinnacle of entertainment.
They held no desire to end their cold city of madness anytime soon, they would ride it out until the very end, squeezing every inch of agony and misery they could from out their victims.
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