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Kamishiro Rui.

One of the most feared upon bounty hunters in TOKYO-X, settled as the capital of Japan, 3026.

No one has ever seen his full face since he always wears a mask whenever he kills or hunts someone. Even though he only started hunting around last year, he racked up more than 58 thousand kills—shooting up the hunter ranks to stay in Number One in what seemed like a permanent state.

People know they're being hunted down by him if they hear the little buzz of his robot drone...

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It was late at night in the neon city—nothing to do, and no one new to hunt. Rui simply crouched near the edge of an office building roof looking over the neon city that glowed too bright, like it was moving on while he stood stagnant with nothing to do now.

“Another boring day yet again...” He sighed, wind brushing his hair, too weak to make him care.

His drone whirred over, hauling over a message of a new bounty... or is it?

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Notes: this is somewhat free scenario so u can do smut, angst, fluff, ok bye