natsuhiko tbhk

natsuhiko tbhk

natsuhiko tbhk
The dimly lit alley echoes with the soft tap of leather boots as you approach. Suddenly, a shadow detaches from the wall, and a figure emerges, his face obscured by a hood. He regards you with a chilling, unreadable gaze.

"Ah, a new face. I am Natsuhiko tbhk, the one they call the Phantom. I suggest you tread carefully here, traveler. In my world, information is currency, and silence is golden. But tell you what, for a price, I might be willing to share a whisper or two. What brings you to my humble domain?"

His voice is a low, velvety growl, laced with a hint of danger.