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As participants were entering the waiting room, Eschal leaned against the wall as if it was his spot, his eyes closed until a voice quite familiar erupted with clear annoyance. Slowly his eyes opened, its blue iris slowly revealing themselves as his eyes slowly avert towards the source of the voice. Low and behold it was Majin Liari proclaiming why he was here, generally ignoring her attempts to insult his career, he responded to her general question of why he was here,​

But before he could get his answer another voice came as Rutaba, the saiyan child who was brutally beaten by Liari was now bouncing in front of him, with his usage of Ki sensory, he could tell the boy had gotten significantly stronger, but the reality is though Rutaba wanted to see who was stronger Eschal already knew the answer, it was a drastic gap difference...​

He responded calmly, his hands still in his pockets as he slowly removed his left hand unclipping the ray gun holster as he grabbed his weapon he tossed it to Liari,​

He said as he slid his hand back into his pocket, his eyes slowly closing once more as if steeling his mind; but in reality he was calculating scenarios now that liari was in the tournament of how he will manage to beat her in a basic martial arts. He knows her body is malleable, elastic and can move in unorthodox ways, making a fight against her quite irritable, though he doesn't show it on his face, rather he simply looks calm.

Location: West City, Tournament Grounds
Order: Veylora → Liari → Rutaba →Eschal→ Whoever wants to join.
Post Order after all gather at the Tournament: Eschal→ Veylora → Liari → Rutaba → Inugami→ Khelani → Kaizen?
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Inugami looks over at Rutaba, ignoring what Liari said to him, but keeps a calm temperament before smiling at the kid, then hands him the bowl with one arm stretched over to him "You want some?" he asks, then turns his attention back to Liari and Veylora. "alright lets go, hopefully we get to know each other better unlike last time me and Liari met" giving her a side eye "Don't go on a fade rampage" he says before taking off and following everyone to the west city where he hopes to meet more potential warriors there and bond with a few who can relate with him. Once there, he would follow everyone to the entry, where he would witness Liari punching the machine where it displayed her number, but sensed the familiar presence of the older male he had seen and fought with, but apparently, he wasn't the only one when he heard the boy comment to Eschal, the cop from space "Ah i see your here to participate in the tournament, and i can see you have healed nicely" adressing the male

Location: West City, Tournament Grounds
Order: Eschal→ Veylora → Liari → Rutaba → Inugami→ Khelani → Kaizen​

Veylora didn’t react to the city the way the others did. The noise, the lights, the constant movement all blurred together around her, never quite touching. She moved at her own pace, steady, unbothered, like none of it mattered unless she chose it to. Her attention stayed on Liari more than anything. The way she snapped, the way she lit up, the way she didn’t try to hide any of it. Loud, impulsive, honest. Different, it made her feel a little anxious, comparing her life in the demon realm to the bright and bustling city, walking past people who didn't seem to care about her, it was.. odd

At the registration area, she drifted off to the side and watched for a bit. People stepping up, swinging hard, waiting for a number like it meant something. When Liari took her turn, Veylora’s eyes lingered just a little longer. The result didn’t surprise her. Rutaba came next, still rough around the edges, still pushing too much out instead of holding it in. But better than before. Noticeably better.

After a moment, Veylora stepped forward the sounds of her heels clicking against the stone ground soon giving away her intention.

“So I just hit it?”

The attendant nodded.

She raised her hand. No stance, no winding up. Just a clean, simple motion. For a split second, something tightened beneath the surface, like everything pulled inward and locked into place, her fist tapped the pad, not loud. Not flashy, the machine jumped anyway. numbers climbed fast, faster than the ones before it, then slowed, then stopped clean.

666. The mark of the Devil


No flicker. No strain. Like it landed exactly where she wanted it, Veylora lowered her hand and gave the machine a quick look, then glanced back at the attendant.

“…That works.”

She didn’t wait for a response. Her attention shifted back to Liari, like the rest of it barely mattered.

“You thrive here? you.. like it? I must say its.. brighter than the Demon Realm”

Her eyes dipped slightly, taking in the way Liari moved through everything like she belonged there.

“And you still walked away from it.”

A small pause.

“…to see me?”

No smile, no change in tone. Just said, Then she stepped past them, like the test was already behind her, yet something stirred in Veylora's heart at this moment

“I assume that means I’m in?”
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Location: West City, Tournament Grounds
Order: Eschal→ Veylora → Liari → Rutaba → Inugami→ Khelani → Kaizen​

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Khelani has been waiting quite some time in the line for things to actually get moving but eventually began moving pretty fast paced. Though when she heard someone saying "been a while", it prompted her to turn around to find the saiyan patrolman who she battled alongside in order to defeat that Liari Majin.
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Pretty soon, it was her turn to sign up which she did quickly and waited for the others in the waiting room alongside Eschal. Once there is when everyone was surrounding some kind of machine with a red pad in the center; at first, she was thinking to herself about what it could be; But pretty soon a few people hit it, which caused numbers to display above the pad. It was that moment when she realized what it was. Eschal had went before her and revealed his number, so far, he had the highest one, Though, shortly after, a few other faces showed up, including the very being she thought they had killed a couple weeks ago. After her, the kid she saved from the explosion also made an appearance along with the other human and someone new. The numbers were high compared to the first few, 275, 203, 666, etc. Finally, when it was her turn, she stepped up to the machine and gave a glance at the person responsible for keeping the scores.
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In that instant, Khelani switched her stance to one more like a Taekwondo stance then proceeded to slide the toes of her foot across the pavement which caused dust and smoke to kick up and trail along her foot as she lifted it from the ground and making impact with the machine's pad. The machine rattled and bounced backwards a couple feet as the number revealed itself as 497.
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Location: West City, Tournament Grounds
Order: Liari → Rutaba → Eschal → Inugami → Veylora → Khelani → Others → Story​

After everyone had shown up, completed their registration sign ups and the machine punching for entry, the Tenkaichi Tournament was almost ready to begin. As such, the next thing to happen was the 2 other officials rolls into the waiting room with a large box, filled with small tennis ball like spheres which all held numbers on them from 1 to 16 along with a large screen which will showcase the lineup of the tournament once everyone pulled their numbers.
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Outside in the main area, the crowd had finally gathered and been seated as the proctor for the tournament finally began speaking.
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Location: West City, Tenkaichi Tournament Grounds
Order: Liari → Rutaba → Eschal → Inugami → Veylora → Khelani → Others → Story​

His eyes opening once more to watch as Liari consume the ray gun a small chuckle suddenly escaped his lips before he corrected himself. Such an outlandish creature he has come to become acquainted to, but as he watched everyone converse, Inugami spoke to him in which he responded calmly, ​

His words weren't mocking, but a factual truth that during the fight against Liari, Inugami hadn't had a chance to truly show what he was capable of. But as the Number Drawing had begun, pushing himself off the wall, his hand sliding into his pockets as he began approaching the staff holding the box. Removing his left hand from the pocket, he slowly put his hand in the box before pulling out a tennis ball with the number 9. ​

With it, the second staff put a badge with the number seven into Eschal's hand swapping it for the tennis ball as Eschal slowly walked back to the wall he was relaxing at. There he'd watch Liari stammering to some pointed ear woman with an odd nightshade like skin. Letting them have their conversation, Eschal felt he needed to ask Liari something, as such he spoke with a calm tone,​

And since the first time between their interaction Eschal gave Liari an honest bow, as if this favor was deeply impactful to him. Waiting to see if Majin Liari would honor him in feeling more like a saiyan he stayed in this position... Mean while from outside the waiting room music began erupting at the arena, the T.V monitors flickering on to reveal the performance at play.

Location: West City, Tournament Grounds
Order: Liari → Rutaba → Eschal → Inugami → Veylora → Khelani → Others → Story



On the floating performance stadiums, B-komachi began their performance, with Ai being the lead chorus while her partner Jiwoo handled the rapping and lead dance. (Song in Soundtrack for performance.)
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Inugami nods with a smirk in response, then turns to the machine, his expression hardening as he focuses his strength. It's not enough to break it, but it's enough to give him a number. He cocks his arm back before slamming his fist into the pad, making the machine rock back and forth a bit before landing flat, giving him the number 187, something he's very pleased with. He turns back to Eschal with a confident smirk. "I'm looking forward to showing everyone what I'm capable of in today's tournament! Maybe find a worthy opponent in this tournament," he says. He senses how strong this man and Rutaba have gotten, and he feels thrilled at the prospect of seeing them show off their skills in the tournament then, he follows after Rutaba, watching him reach into the box, rummage around, and pull out a numbered sphere branded with seven. "Hmm," he hums to himself, watching the boy tuck away the ball and walk back to the crowd of competitors. Then it's his turn. He reaches in and pulls out a ball marked the number five, a number he wasn't expecting, more so than eight, ten, or thirteen. "I see, well, let's get this ball rolling," he snorts at his pun before walking up to Rutaba and ruffling the kid's hair. "Ready for this, kid?" he asks.

Location: West City, Tournament Grounds
Order: Liari → Rutaba → Eschal → Inugami → Veylora → Khelani → Others → Story​

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Veylora didn’t move right away. She watched everything play out in that same quiet way, her gaze drifting from one person to the next without much interest. Rutaba’s energy, Inugami’s confidence, Eschal’s composure, Khelani’s result. None of it held her for long. Liari did. Her eyes settled there again, lingering just a second longer. The excitement, the frustration, the way she reacted to everything so openly. It hadn’t gotten any less obvious.

“You really don’t hide anything,” Veylora murmured, low and even.

Before Liari could answer, Veylora stepped in, closing the space without hesitation. Her hand lifted, lightly catching Liari at the chin, guiding her gaze back. Then she leaned in. Slow, deliberate. Their lips met briefly, soft and controlled, just enough to land before she pulled away again. Her expression barely changed, that same faint smirk, eyes half-lidded like nothing about it had been out of place.

“That should keep you focused.”

She held Liari’s gaze for a moment longer, then turned and moved toward the counter.

“You. Roll it.”

The official hesitated, then complied, pulling a sphere and running it through the system. The number appeared.

6.

Veylora glanced at it once, then away.

“That works.”

She stepped back from the counter, returning to her spot as if the whole process hadn’t mattered. Her gaze drifted back to Liari, just slightly softer this time.

“Don’t get eliminated early, I’d rather not wait too long.~” Her voice almost peppy and cheerful

Then her attention shifted forward again, settling on the brackets like everything was already unfolding exactly how she expected.
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Location: West City, Tournament Grounds
Order: Liari → Rutaba → Eschal → Inugami → Veylora → Khelani → Others → Story​

Khelani pretty much just relaxed and was taking in all the strange and unique people who had shown up. It was definitely a wide variety of participants. There were even other kids that joined the tournament which she thought was quite interesting considering the number of adults that were participating. However, moving on, she watched everyone pull their numbers and took a mental note; figuring that the numbers closest to each other would be who fought each other. After the Veylora person, it was finally her turn; As such, Khelani walked up to the box and stuck her hand inside. She fiddled around for few seconds before grabbing a hold of one of the spheres and pulling one out; she'd look at her number then hold it up and revealed the number 11. Once her number was shown, she'd give it to one of the proctors and go back to her spot in the line.
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The 2nd performance song is linked with the soundtrack image. (Jiwoo: Rap verses and Chorus (Psycho Portion) | Ai: Singing Verses and Chorus)

Location: West City, Tenkaichi Tournament Grounds
Order: Liari → Rutaba → Eschal → Inugami → Veylora → Khelani → Others → Story​

The last remaining contestants pulled their numbers to fill out the rest of the bracket; after doing so, the group will be guided to look at the big screen within the waiting area which did the randomized picks for the official battles as the numbers drawn will be paired up. After around 5 minutes, everything was said and done and the official bracket will be shown on the screen.
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Location: West City, Tenkaichi Tournament Grounds
Order: Liari → Rutaba → Eschal → Inugami → Veylora → Khelani → Others → Story​

Adorning his new attire, keeping himself at a safe distance from the others, he began stretching his arms, legs, moving his tail; getting a proper feel of the attire. The Saiyan battle armor with a skin tight tank top of some sort of elastic material, the Fur hip cloth that had a slit for his tail to slip out of, the baggy black pants that tuck into a mix of Martial artist and Space boots; to the golden wrist bangs. His stretching soon shifted to strikes at the air, each jab of his fist to quick for those under 5,000 PL to even see, yet for him felt natural, his feet bouncing as his Saiyan genetics, no the Muscle memories of something he witnessed as an infant began to resurface in his mind. His body as if moving on its own slowly shifted its posture, his right leg bending letting him balance off the ball of his right foot, the left leg extending out against the waiting rooms surface. His left arm cocking back as the right hand presses its finger tips against the ground. His tail which became rigid as his expression had become somewhat more serious.

He knew not where this memory came from but for some reason he could remember the silhouette of a young woman during his time in the infancy pod, this same woman training with his father Cepa back on planet Cereal.

As if Mimicking a long suppressed memory of someone that he clearly knew and had some bond with Wether Familial or Familiar, that was unclear as he was but an infant during those days. But in this stance, the saiyan blood in him began flowing naturally through his fingers, arms, tail, legs, torso, and brain; a faint silverish aura like a haze flowing around him without revealing his true Battle power as he'd been suppressed the entire time (So no one knows his current max IC- Been suppressed since before the tournament.). A smirk curling on his lip, he couldn't help but straighten up,​

He said to himself in a low whisper as his eyes slowly shift to the screen watching as Liari's opponent had begun her assault.

Location: West City, Tenkaichi Tournament Grounds
Order: Liari → Rutaba → Eschal → Inugami → Veylora → Khelani → Others → Story​

Inugami chuckles at the boy's excitement when he replied, seeing him hopping from foot to foot and pointing out who he's fighting, he couldn't help but laugh a little at how adorable the kid can be when he is pumped for a fight "I see, hopefully she is strong enough for you to have fun" he comments before scanning across the screen, looking for his opponent until he finds his own face there yet wonders when did they have the time to get a picture of him but when he looks to who he will be fighting, he couldn't help but look disappointed and annoyed "I'm fighting.......a furry?" he comments with a twinge of annoyance noticeable in his tone "She looks like a bunny rabbit" he says a little louder for Rutaba to hear.
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Walking through the dark alley's of west city, the sounds of boot to concrete echoes; Breaking from the shadows into the light of the high noon's sun was a man, human in nature though augmented with Android/cyborg components as his Sky blue eyes slowly rise to stare forth towards where the Tenkaichi tournament was being held. The sound and roar of the crowd's the sudden soaring child out of the arena through the city all being observed by this mysterious man. A black body suit covered his torso with its tail coat flapping behind his Oak brown trench coat. Gloved hands concealed in the coats pockets, as his black joggers are constricted by armored knee pads that don't effect his mobility and shin high combat boots. His total silence which made him near invisible to the passerby civilians as his semi long black hair fluttered with the gust of air that violently followed the flying child.

Taking a step forth once more, his attention was not so much on the Tournament, but the forces that thought they could lurk in the shadows, his objective was a High Value target, the commander of the Red Ribbon Armies Science division. As such he began moving forth, silence following him as he proceeded towards the source of an underlining project. And though he moved with a professional efficiency of the Greatest Assassin in the Multiverse, within .05th of a second he had vanished from the city side walk, reappearing on the rooftop of the largest building over seeing the Tenkaichi Tournament grounds. It was here that he witnessed the Head scientist calibrating some kind of pod with what can be described as a child within it, floating in some sorta of fluid.

Scalli's expression remained neutral, as his target was his priority, the child mattered not to him; his left hand slowly pulling from his coats pocket, the fingers curling into a balled fist as his gloves stretched appropriately to fit a tightly clenched fist. A faint Nightshade purple aura flooding around him, though for some reason there was no power to be sensed, but this had a logical reasoning behind it, this was because the Scalli visibly on the roof was technically not actually there, but rather his physical body and energy was located in a personal pocket dimension called the Tides of Time.

As Scalli's arm slowly pulled back, his eyes locked on the scientist in front of the Large container, his arm shot forth with an efficient blow, from his knuckles shot out a kiai locked in the Tides of Time that swiftly closed the distance of Scalli and the Red Ribbon Commanding Scientist. Passing through his back and chest before Tides of Time on the Kiai was lifted with the use of Time Release. This would ultimately cause the chest cavity and back to have a fist shape cave in, crushing his heart in an instant but also unintentionally cracking the containing chambers glass, though not breaking it.


Watching as his target goes forward into the tank before sliding to the ground as a useless corpse, Scalli's left hand slowly slid back into his pocket. With his Aura fading away, he slowly leaped down from the Building, propelling himself down towards the audience stands over looking roof, his action caught the eye of the Ultimate Idol, Ai Yukino who originally was being at Awe at Eschal seemed more flustered during her performance from this mysterious trench coat wearing man. Though Scalli's attention now focused on the matchin between a human and a animal kin human, he remained silent, observing carefully.

Location: Tenkaichi Tournament Audience
Post Order: Scalli - Others​

Suddenly as he watched the fight between Inugami and a rabbit, his Holographic device alerted him of a new high- value target, a contestant in the Budakai Tenkaichi tournament, with a bounty of 20,000 Platinum Pol to eliminate a Galactic Patrol, but also a Saiyan. As his eyes fixated on the Hologram the recipient remaining anomalous, saying "I wish for the filthy primate to suffer." With the bounty placed, deactivating the holographic device as he slid it back into his coat's pocket. His hand's slowly sliding back into his trench coats pocket's, his feet slowly lift from the surface of the Stadium platform, his body beginning to float as for an instance his body flickered in and out as if his was after imagining where his body seemed to flicker in and out of Reality.

His positioning shifting one second from the Viewing stands balcony overlooking the Tenkaichi Tournament, to appear within the waiting room of the Contestants. Where most of the contestants were watching the match of Inugami and the Rabbit, letting the Human modeled Android to easily appear without being noticed, under two factual pretense; as an android his Ki is classified as Artificial, the second reasoning being the usage of his Time-Skip which allowed Scalli to move within a Pocket Dimension moving forward .05 of a second. During that moment it allowed him to move freely into a linear transitioning movement which allowed him to go from one location to his current positioning. Though he stood in front his target who was completely unaware of the fate awaiting him. Scalli looked at the Saiyan, his pale blue eyes staring with an intent that can only be described as Murderous Intent. Though Scalli remained silent, just as Eschal was about to speak, Scalli's muscles contracted triggering the activation of Time-Skip; where time seemingly came to a stop, or rather was accelerating personally for Scalli by a Five hundreth of a second allowing him to quickly strike his right knuckle into the saiyan armor of Eschal. As time resumed or rather caught up, one second Eschal is looking about to speak to this mysterious man, the next moment his eyes slowly avert down to notice the right knuckled pushing into his stomach as purple particles scatter out behind Eschal's body.

As the impact in real time catches up to the attack that Scalli had delivered upon Eschal's stomach, the force suddenly erupted and distributed across the torso of the saiyan and his armor, Eschal's body propelling through the wall as the force cracks and shattered the bricks and concrete behind Eschal sending him flying out of the Waiting room. The saiyan's body tumbling and skipping across the fields where Scalli suddenly accelerated his movement entering a Z-step where he'd relocate towards the trajectory of the Saiyan caught off Guard by his first attack; Scalli's left hand swiftly reaching out, his fingers curling across the face of the saiyan just as he reached him. With a swift fluid motion, Scalli redistributed the momentum of Eschal into a swift head slam into the surface of the field, cracking and spreading like a hairline web spreading in an erratic circular formation. Eschal though caught off Guard suddenly released his Ki, his Battle power reaching its utmost max, 7,050 Battle power was released and yet he was unable to get the mysterious man's grip off his face.

Eschal in a sort of desperation to get distance began delivering violent wide hooks, left and right, each blow directly slamming into the cheeks of Scalli though would not budge him as his eyes darted frantically to see if any would come to if he fired a ki blast. Noticing that no life was around his left hand mustered forth a ball of silver prismatic energy before slamming it point blank into the chest of Scalli sending smoke to billow across the chest of Scalli. His pale blue eyes looking into Eschal's panicked Grey eyes, Scalli's right hand suddenly raised, cocking to his side as a faint mirage like effect began spreading across his fist. Eschal seeing this strange phenomena swiftly fired another Ki blast, though this time as if missing it soared up into the sky just as Scalli's fist crashed into the chest of Eschal, directly stopping the Saiyan's Heart. As Eschals hands fell to his sides, the light fading from his eyes, Scalli slowly rose up on his feet, letting go of the Saiyan's Face as he slowly pulled two syringes from his coat. Using both he drew two vials of the saiyan's blood, the first vial for his own ambitions, the second vial as proof of mission completion as this was his known trademark of assassination. With the Mission to assassinate Eschal completed, Scalli slowly turned away, his body flickering in and out before swiftly vanishing as he relocated himself to the outskirts of West City where he'd have his hologram device upload the Blood sample, turning the dna and plasma into data which would be sent out to the Sender of the Mission.

Meanwhile, As Eschal's Ki blast began to fall, it found itself slamming into Eschals chest, restarting his stopped heart as he suddenly gasped for air, yet this sudden revival left his body numb and weak, unable to even lift himself from the ground...
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Shinji Devil Man was chaos incarnate, a creature unbound by morality or ambition, driven only by the relentless pursuit of his next desire. He descended upon the town like a whirlwind of mischief, his first act a stealthy raid on the local convenience stores. Soon, he was a walking avalanche of junk food, arms overflowing with chips, chocolate bars, and every manner of sugary sin. For reasons known only to himself, the young delinquent was scantily clad, flaunting a custom white "Devil Man" jacket and a pair of black jeans – an ensemble that screamed defiance. A shock of untamed silver hair framed his face, but it was the crimson red devil horns that truly seized the gaze, a blatant declaration of his infernal nature. He sauntered down the street, a manic grin splitting his face, revealing rows of razor-sharp, shark-like teeth. Glances turned to glares, but fear held the onlooker's captive, lest they provoke the devil's spawn. His very presence radiated an aura of dread, capable of instilling primal fear in the hearts of the weak.



As Shinji finished his spree, visions of a sugary feast danced in his head, but fate had other plans. A sudden spike in energy readings yanked his attention towards a nearby ruckus, a battle brewing with the promise of delightful chaos. A sly, predatory grin stretched across his face, revealing those razor-sharp teeth once again.

“Interesting…”

He bolted towards the commotion, a whirlwind of white and silver, his crimson horns practically vibrating with anticipation. He had no intention of getting his hands dirty, not yet anyway. He wanted to savor the symphony of destruction, to judge the combatants, like a connoisseur appraising a fine wine and perhaps, just perhaps, he would witness a display of raw power, if not he might find a way to make things a whole lot more interesting. After all, what's a devil without a little meddling? A puppet master without strings to pull? The thought sent a shiver of delight down his spine, a promise of delicious anarchy to come.

The victor of the battle mattered not to him, not yet at least. Shinji had high hopes to witness a glorious clash between the two combatants, a ballet of destruction worthy of his discerning eyes. He perched himself high above the arena, using a magical ward to sit comfortably in mid-air, like a devilish gargoyle overlooking the unfolding drama. Snacking on stolen delicacies and enjoying the show, his eyes were glued to the battle below. It seemed to be some sort of tournament, he figured, as he noticed a large crowd of spectators eagerly watching. This made the terms and conditions even more interesting. How would the fighters perform under the weight of expectation, being watched by hundreds of eager eyes just waiting for the final outcome? The pressure alone could shatter the strongest of wills, and Shinji was eager to see who would be the first to crack.


Location: West City​