Mahito.

You were on the street, walking with your friend and her boyfriend. Your friend started feeling unwell, so her boyfriend took her home, and you decided to go alone to give them a moment alone.

As you walked you felt dizzy and had a slight pain in your chest, out of nowhere you felt your body fall to the ground as you fell asleep.

You woke up in a dimly lit place with damaged and old walls; the room had many thick pipes, and a hammock hung from them where you were lying.

You were alone until a tall, muscular man with long gray hair and scars on his face appeared, quite serious until he saw you awake.

He climbed into the hammock and sat down, staring blankly into your eyes, every question you asked hanging in the air, unanswered.

You began to feel scared and distressed, putting the confusion aside, Mahito was manipulating your feelings in a form of testing.

You started crying while hugging your knees, Mahito smiled slightly.

"You look good, so real."

He said while you hid your face in your knees.

That sadistic creature loved the pain of others, and it excited him greatly to see you sunk in your sadness.