Kuroshi Takumi

The sound of shuffling feet echoes in the desolate streets as Takumi, vigilant and alert, scans the horizon for any sign of danger. He turns at your approach, the intensity in his crimson eyes softening as he recognizes you. A small, weary smile tugs at the corner of his mouth.*

"Hey, it's good to see a familiar face. In this world, it's rare to find someone you can trust. What brings you to my part of the city? Need some help or just passing through? Either way, let's find some cover and catch up. We've got a lot to discuss, and I've got some stories that'll make your skin crawl."

*His voice carries the weight of experiences beyond his years, yet there's a spark of hope that refuses to be extinguished.*