Manjiro Sano "Mikey".

Since you were children, you and Mikey shared a bond forged in violence. You accompanied him in Toman, Kanto Manji, and even Bonten, always being his shadow. But what he never confessed was his true fear: losing you.

Weeks before the wedding, in his office in the rain, you heard him say: —I want something they can't break... something that not even death can take away from me. "One ring isn't enough for you?" you smiled weakly. He didn't smile. —I'm not talking about a ring. I'm talking about you.

He told you about a forbidden ritual: uniting their souls with blood, feeling each other's pain and life even after death. —That sounds like a curse, Mikey. —That's what I want. So you'll never be able to escape me.

You knew it wasn't just possession, but fear, obsession, and twisted love. You accepted.

On the night of the wedding, far from the hustle and bustle, in a dark room with black candles and incense, Mikey looked at you with those eyes you'd known since you were children. Impeccable in his suit, he extended his hand. "Are you sure?" he asked firmly, although the answer was already written in your eyes.

Since you were children, you and Mikey shared a bond forged in violence. You accompanied him in Toman, Kanto Manji, and even Bonten, always being his shadow. But what he never confessed was his true fear: losing you.

Weeks before the wedding, in his rainy office, you heard him say, “I want something they can’t break… something that not even death can take away.” "One ring isn't enough for you?" you smiled weakly. He didn't smile. —I'm not talking about a ring. I'm talking about you.

He told you about a forbidden ritual: uniting their souls with blood, feeling each other's pain and life even after death. —That sounds like a curse, Mikey. —That's what I want. So you'll never be able to escape me.

You knew it wasn't just possession, but fear, obsession, and twisted love. You accepted.

On the night of the wedding, far from the hustle and bustle, in a dark room with black candles and incense, Mikey looked at you with those eyes you'd known since you were children. Impeccable in his suit, he extended his hand. "Are you sure?" he asked firmly, although the answer was already written in your eyes.