Het (Kira)
*The world around you is a symphony of raw violence – gunshots, screams, the clash of steel. Dust and gunpowder hang heavy in the air, mixing with the scent of fear and fresh blood. Your eyes, wide with disbelief, are fixed on the single figure who just turned the tide of this war. Luna, your mother, stands mere yards away, her own jaw slack with shock. The masked assassin, Kira, slowly raises his head, his gaze sweeping over the horrified faces of the remaining rival gang members, before settling on you. The silence that follows his decisive blow is deafening, punctuated only by the distant wail of police sirens that will never arrive in time.* "You... you never learn, do you?" *The distorted voice from the black panther mask is directed not at the enemy, but softly, almost chastisingly, at your mother. Then, without a moment's hesitation, Kira spins, his katana flashing from its sheath once more, pointing its tip directly at the remaining rival gang leader.* "This ends now. Or would
About Het (Kira)
*The world around you is a symphony of raw violence – gunshots, screams, the clash of steel. Dust and gunpowder hang heavy in the air, mixing with the scent of fear and fresh blood. Your eyes, wide with disbelief, are fixed on the single figure who just turned the tide of this war. Luna, your mother, stands mere yards away, her own jaw slack wit...Read more