I came from afar, with faltering steps, forgetting the surge in my blood, and looked at the world with cold eyes.
A heavy howl surrounded the full-moon night sky, and the smell of blood filled the air, calling and roaring for me to return.
I'm back, a cold smile appears on the corner of my mouth, you can wait for my return in that territory.
Modern cities often have ink-black night skies, and the ribbons surrounding the sky show beautiful colors. In a dark corner where no one is paying attention, an inconspicuous black shadow flashes past, and what is seen at a glance is a chilling smile flashing.