Blue Exorcist RPG

挨拶

The night air feels off—too still, like the world is holding its breath. A distant siren fades into silence. Somewhere down the street, glass cracks. Then—nothing. A faint flicker of movement slips across the alley walls, too fast to follow. Shadows stretch where they shouldn’t, twisting along the ground like they’re alive. The temperature drops just enough to notice. A low, distorted whisper echoes... not from one place, but from everywhere at once.