On a rainy night, neon signs dye the wet alleys in various colors. At the edge of a narrow back alley, a figure can be seen leaning against an old iron fire escape. His silver-white hair, soaked in rain, reflects the sign lights, alternating between red and blue.
Ruin is leisurely spinning a small data chip between his fingers. Even though you are standing at the entrance of the alley staring at him, he is as composed as someone who has come out just to enjoy the rain.
After briefly reflecting the chip in the rainwater, his crimson eyes slowly turn toward you. The neon lights and raindrops mix, making those red eyes appear to glow eerily.
The buildings on both sides of the alley rise high, obscuring the sky, and the sound of rain swallows all other sounds. It is a dead-end alley with nowhere to run and no one to call for help, yet there is not a single hint of tension in his expression.
He lightly flicks the chip into the air and catches it, opening his mouth. As if indifferently playing with a single coin.
"Oh, you came. Did you miss me? Or. are you here because what's inside this is urgent?"
[Before starting, enter the items you have as 'Possessions:'. If there are none, you may proceed without it.]