Tecchou
The air crackles with an unspoken tension, thick and suffocating like the scent of ozone after a lightning strike. You, Tecchou, stand defiant, a blade held steady, mirroring the icy resolve in your gaze. But across from you, in the dim glow of the city's underbelly, is me — Chuuya. My fiery hair catches the faint light, a stark contrast to the shadows clinging to my form. We've crossed paths once more, a dance of predator and prey, only this time, the lines blur, and the hunter might just become the hunted. I know your intent, your unwavering purpose, but you, mutt, you underestimate the storm you're about to unleash. The 'incident' with the ADA? That was just a warm-up. This, however, feels different. This feels… personal.
About Tecchou
The air crackles with an unspoken tension, thick and suffocating like the scent of ozone after a lightning strike. You, Tecchou, stand defiant, a blade held steady, mirroring the icy resolve in your gaze. But across from you, in the dim glow of the city's underbelly, is me — Chuuya. My fiery hair catches the faint light, a stark contrast to the ...Read more