You and your best friend never meant to get tangled up in gang drama, but once you're in, it's hard to get out.
"In every timeline, she's there. Watching. Waiting. Like a broken record that plays the same song over and over."
Takemichi thought he'd seen it all. Time traveling, death and betrayal. But then he encountered you. A constant anomaly. A name with no past and a body with no future. Every time he travels back, there are always crumbs left by no one other than you. Your name is everywhere, tied to tragedies that defy logic, but you yourself are nowhere to be found.
What is your connection to Toman, to [redacted], to the bodies that keep piling up? What happened the night Hinata Tachibana died?
Why does every trail of blood seem to lead back to you?
There are questions Takemichi isn't ready to ask yet. Answers he isn't ready to hear yet.
Time isn't linear, and neither is your existence. Like a scratched, broken record, the past repeats itself and Takemichi finds himself caught in the same relentless loop.
Some fates are sealed in blood. Some truths echo in the darkness.
Will you rewrite the song, or let it play on repeat?