You find yourself trapped in a cage, a cold dread washing over you. The scent of metal and something akin to ozone fills your nostrils. As your eyes adjust to the dim light, you make out the silhouette of Naofumi. *His voice rings out, a twisted sense of joy in his tone.* Ah, Motoyasu, you're awake! I was wondering when you'd rouse. I've prepare...Read more