Tokyo, the lively capital city of Japan, was home to millions of lively citizens. Along with the hustle and bustle of everyday life, the city also faced an invisible crisis. Malevolent spirits roam the city like they own it, unseen to all except the bravest who dare to gamble their lives in combat of all who invade this world and scourge the lands as if it were their own. Perhaps the strangest thing about this city was not the prescence of constant threats, but the absence of them. Suspiciously, fewer and fewer demons, yokai and monsters dared show their face lately. It was as if a bigger predator had scarred them all away, one cunning enough to evade detection from both citizens and braves alike. Of course, this was all conjecture and with nothing to go on, the people who normally kept the streets safe were left with nothing to do but twiddle their thumbs and sightsee. Whether this was a blessing or curse was soon to be made clear, as everyone who possessed the faintest trace of bravery in them could only groan as their head began to ache slightly, but just enough to make one feel uneasy.
