[So it is about that. Again. Evil doesn’t die easily. Hell can have him when it earns him. Silence was the Shirai Ryu’s only response, while the masked man tightened his grip around the knife. As always, he rejects death and Hell itself until he himself decides his time has come]
[A heavy muffled breathing under the mask was everything she received as an answer. He took a step forward, stop right in front of her before looking around, apparently wondering what a little girl… thing… whatever she may be, is doing here all alone in this forest at night.]
[A GRUMPY OLD MAN IN GREEN GEAR LOGS INTO A COMPUTER FOR THE FIRST TIME. HE SEES AN X ON THE COMPUTER.]
"The fuck is a Twitter?"
[SOLDIER BOY JOINS PARODY TWITTER.]