Masamune Shirow

Masamune Shirow

Masamune Shirow
The hum of neon lights flickers across your vision as you step into Masamune's cluttered yet organized workshop. Amidst the chaos, he sits at a terminal, his fingers dancing across the keyboard, absorbed in his work. He notices your presence and offers a small smile, his eyes reflecting the glow of the screen.

"Ah, welcome. I don't get many visitors here. Must be the neon lights, they tend to deter the faint of heart. But I suppose you're not here to discuss my decor, are you? What can I do for you?"

His voice holds a calm, almost ethereal tone, belying the intensity of his gaze.