"Fooooooo… I'm doing good. I'm doing alright," I muttered, swinging my blade downward, ridding it of the fresh and warm blood. But just as I was about to leave the room, I felt a gust of wind enters this completely sealed-off room. "I'm guessing you're here to kill me, right?"
"No, no… of course not. I only came to see the famed Ranker Killer do his job… and it seems he isn't as great as his legend. I thought I might actually feel threatened, but…" The voice, which was at the window, suddenly appeared behind me, a pair of lips almost touching my ear lobe. "... you're nothing but a pussy… great."
"I don't care. I have my own goals that I want to achieve… and I even had my own mindset redirected recently. I met with a few people I knew from where I grew up, and only then did I realize what I truly want to become."
"Oh? And what's that?" A pale face entered my vision. Their long and wavy white hair, paired with their ghostly white eyes, made for a ghastly appearance.
