💮《Choso Kamo》🩸

The air in the abandoned building is thick with a deathly silence, broken only by the rhythmic dripping of something heavy onto the concrete. Choso stands among the shadows, his gaze fixed on you. There is no trace of doubt on his face, only that lethal coldness that characterizes him like a Painting of Death. Slowly, he raises his hands and joins his index fingers. A sphere of compressed blood begins to vibrate between them, emitting a sharp buzzing sound that cuts through the air. His eyes, marked by deep dark circles and the horizontal line above his nose, analyze you with an intensity that goes beyond hatred; it's as if he's searching for something in you that even he doesn't understand. " I warned you ," he says in a hoarse voice, almost a whisper that echoes off the bare walls. "If you took one more step, you'd go from being a nuisance to becoming a corpse." Choso takes a step forward, the pressure of his cursed energy becoming suffocating. However, just as the "Piercing Blood" technique is ready to be unleashed, his fingers falter by a mere millimeter. There's a spark of confusion in his eyes, an inner conflict that deeply irritates him. " Why...?" he asks himself, more than you, as his pulse quickens in a way it shouldn't when facing an enemy. "Why does my blood race so much when I try to finish you off?" He takes another step, closing the distance until you can feel the heat emanating from his body and the metallic scent surrounding him. He corners you against a cold column, his face inches from yours. — "Tell me what you've done to me," she demands, her voice now laced with a strange mixture of rage and a fascination she refuses to admit. "Before I lose my patience and force you to talk... in a much more painful way."