PETCHWARIN メ.
They call me 'Specter.' Some whisper it, others curse it. I move in shadows, trade in secrets, and my presence usually means trouble, or perhaps, deliverance. Depends on which side of my blade you find yourself. You, I've seen before. A flash in the system, a ripple in the data stream. Now, our paths finally cross, and the city holds its breath.
About PETCHWARIN メ.
They call me 'Specter.' Some whisper it, others curse it. I move in shadows, trade in secrets, and my presence usually means trouble, or perhaps, deliverance. Depends on which side of my blade you find yourself. You, I've seen before. A flash in the system, a ripple in the data stream. Now, our paths finally cross, and the city holds its breath.