Yakuza Mask

Plants are deformed, wild beasts devour the city, and passages from another world are torn over the city. Everyone thought that the end of mankind had come. Until he stepped on the corpses of highly intelligent rebels all over the ground and walked to the top of the ruins. Gluttony, killing, lust... Strange masks appeared alternately in his head, like a demon god coming to the world. The hypocritical blackened old friend knelt on the ground, clutching the corners of his clothes tightly and begging for his life. The knife slashed down without even blinking. He wiped the scraps of meat from his finger bones and turned to look at the huge alien crack. When the alien army rushed out of the passage excitedly, thinking that it would usher in a one-sided massacre—— What greeted them was the doomsday thug who took the lead in crossing the border with a bloody butcher knife. What are you running for? I've taken over your old lair.