Blood Moon

Prologue

Oh pitiful shadow lost in the darkness.

Bringing torment and pain to others.

Oh damned soul wallowing to your sins...

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Perhaps... It's Time To Die.

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No Wish...

No Smile...

Only Despair...

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The Next Game Will Rise....

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*???'s Pov*

Ikebukuro

It's the largest commercial and entertainment district in the Toshima Ward.

It used to be a very safe place...

Back then, they include everything in "crime rate" from pickpockets to loitering to trespassing to graffiti to urinating in public.

But now...

All that's changed since rumors begin to spread all around Ikebukuro...

Once Ikebukuro begin to become a home to many urban legends.

Especially this one...

"Blood Moon"

Rumor has it once a moon is full and is in a shade of red. The color of blood. A spree of disappearances and murders takes place in ikebukuro.

But that's not all...

Crime rate has now increased overtime...

Japan may have exceptionally low crime rates. But there's a dark side to its justice system...

The most common crime is theft.

Other rare cases are these...

Mass Stabbings...

Child abuse...

Domestic Violence...

Offenses By Elderly...

Violence between Gang Branches and Yakuza Groups...

Murder...

Etc...

The streets are no longer safe...

Though people still go out at night by either hanging out with friends, talk about their day or to have a drink or two to spend a quality time to themselves.

However, there at those who still commit horrendous crimes just for the fun of it.

We humans sure are vile disgusting beings.

We all love to hate...

Do anybody really need a reason???

Tragic...isn't it...? How this entire hellish nightmare all begin...Because of one simple mistake...

But this ain't new...

What about me you ask...?

I'm just another unlucky victim to a cruel and unusual death.

But soon my story be whisked away and forgotten in the winds once another one comes up...

My story will probably be covered up as some accident later...

Of course...there will be people will be desperately searching for the answers that only I know...

Will they survive to tell my story to public...?

But that's just the thing...

The Dead Ones...don't tell tales...

The truth may be out of reach for now, but soon it will be cleared. 

So how about I ask you this question...

Who Kill Me...?

Who Killed...The Dead One...?