Straightforward Blurb:
When he was smashed to pieces by a passing Ferrari for running a red light, she was sitting with her legs crossed on a rooftop more than fifty stories up, eating an apple. She watched coldly as he approached death, then picked up the katana beside her and drifted down to his side. The bright red apple shattered beside his corpse.
In the crowd, no one could see him, transparent as he was. She plunged her blade into the boy's chest, and blood stained his pristine white coat red.
[Human, I will give you a chance to live again, as long as you help me gather strength. I will give you endless life, one that rivals heaven and earth. The price is losing your right to be human. If you survive this game, perhaps you can reclaim your human identity.]
To lose the right to be human? What a tragic thing. That was what the boy thought.
Remembering nothing, forgetting everything, with only an obsession left behind...
Silly Blurb:
Ye: Can you make questions sound like questions? Your character isn't supposed to be cold and aloof!
Jiuli: ...Oh.
