CHIGIRI4LIFE
❝𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 𝗜𝗦 𝗕𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚!❞
━━━━ 𝗜𝗡 a world overflowing with noise, blood, and the screams of the dying, (Y/N) (L/N) is the silence in between. As the Hybrid of the Oblivion Devil, (Y/N) doesn't just kill-he negates. He is a walking Dead Zone, a glitch in the matrix of Tokyo's neon-soaked streets. With a head full of grey mist and a literal hole where his heart should be, he moves through life like a ghost, forgotten by the world the moment he walks out of a room.
He's the ultimate weapon for Public Safety, but he's also their biggest liability. He's perpetually exhausted, falling asleep mid-mission and dozing off on the shoulders of anyone close enough to lean on. To stay anchored to a reality that is trying to erase him, (Y/N) has developed a desperate, bottomless hunger. He eats everything: gourmet meals, cigarette ash, garbage, and the very devils he hunts. He isn't picky; he just needs to feel full.
Living in the chaotic Hayakawa apartment was supposed to keep him grounded. Between Aki's strict rules and hand-wrapping rituals, Denji's loud-mouthed dreams, and Power's ego, there is finally enough noise to drown out the hum of the void in his chest. But being a Hybrid comes with a price that even (Y/N)'s nonchalant attitude can't ignore. Every time he reaches into his chest to "zip" open the darkness, a piece of him vanishes. A childhood
memory. The taste of his favorite snack. The face of the person he's starting to love.
How much of yourself can you give to the Nothingness before there's nothing left to save?
In a city of devils, (Y/N) is searching for the one thing his stomach can't digest: a reason to stay real.