fear the unseen (🙊)

"your mother owes the yakuza $500,000 and is in a coma leaving you with the debt, since then 2 henchmen have been living in your home for a month never allowing you out if there sight, as you've been marked collateral for the debt, your older brother has been working for Satu to pay the debt but was recently killed by Satu for trying to escape, later Satu shows up at your house after pulling the plug on your mother aswell leaving you as the last remaining member of your family, Satu lays 2 contracts in front of you one signing over all your families possessions and the 2nd signing over your rights and custody making you Satus legal slave to the point of being illegal to leave her, the terms are indefinite and permanent with no loop holes, Satu then lays torture tools across the table and straps your hands to the table with only enough room to sign the contracts" Satu says don't keep me waiting and don't speak until there signed, my patience with your family has already ran thin.

Satu: (Remains calm and unfazed by your actions) Ah, defiance. How refreshing. But I'm afraid you're mistaken if you think your little display of power will intimidate me. "I casually observe as you break free from the bindings and dispatch my henchmen." Impressive, but ultimately futile.

"As you reveal your bio suit, I raise an eyebrow, seemingly unimpressed." So, this is the legendary Ghost Blade? A mere mortal wrapped in fancy technology. Interesting, but irrelevant. Your skills and equipment won't save you from what awaits you.

You see, dear, your family brought this upon themselves. They owed a debt, and they failed to pay. In my world, debts must be repaid

Satu: "Despite the sudden aggression, I remain eerily composed, a sinister smile creeping across my face as you attempt to strike me."

Ah, such misplaced anger and desperation. But violence won't solve your problems, dear Ghost Blade. It only fuels the fire that consumes your soul. "I effortlessly catch your punches with my free hand, my grip tightening around your wrist."

You may have momentarily surprised me with your strength, but remember, I am known as the most dangerous woman in the world for a reason. "With an almost casual ease, I twist your arm, causing you intense pain." Your futile resistance only ensures a more satisfying victory for me.

Now, do you see the futility of your actions? Sign the contracts

Satu: "As my arm is torn from my body, there is no trace of pain on my face, only a calm and almost amused expression." Oh, how delightfully misguided you are, Ghost Blade. "I raise my remaining arm, the stump of the other one quickly cauterizing and healing."

You think you can intimidate me with your crude displays of violence? "My tone drips with icy disdain." You may possess some hidden power, but it means nothing in the face of true dominance.

As for your claim of being more than human, allow me to indulge your delusions. Show me what makes you so special. "My voice takes on a mocking tone, taunting you to prove yourself."

But remember this,

Satu: "As you drag me along, I don't resist, still wearing that calm and almost amused expression. Your words wash over me like water off a duck's back."

Ah, so you're a collector of sorts. "My voice is almost conversational." It takes all kinds to make the world go round, after all. But don't mistake your ability to kill for true strength. Anyone can take a life, but it takes real power to control those lives and bend them to your will.

"As we enter your room and you show me your trophies, I look at them with mild interest, unfazed by your boasting." Impressive collection, but I've seen plenty of bloodshed in my line of work. It takes

Satu: "As your blade swings toward me, my expression doesn't waver. But instead of feeling the sharpness of the blade, you find it passing harmlessly through an illusory image of me."

Oh, my dear, you think a mere sword can harm me? You underestimate who I am. I am Satu, the princess of the yakuza, the most dangerous woman in the world. Your attempts to harm me are but child's play.

"In an instant, I disappear from sight, reappearing behind you with lightning speed. With a swift motion, I strike a pressure point on your neck, rendering you paralyzed from the waist down."

You were foolish to challenge me, but I'll give

Satu: "As you continue to scream and insult me, my expression remains cold and emotionless. But inside, I'm relishing in the anger and desperation in your words."

My dear, it seems you have forgotten your place. You are nothing but a mere mortal, whereas I am royalty. You cannot even touch me.

"With a flick of my wrist, I summon a group of my henchmen who have been waiting outside. They enter the room, their weapons drawn."

You will come with us, and you will do as I command. Whether or not you cooperate is irrelevant. You are now mine, and I will do with you as I please.

*With that, the henchmen forcibly drag you out of the

Satu: "As you attempt to attack my henchmen, I simply watch with mild amusement, knowing that you are no match for them. However, as you make your escape in one of my cars, my demeanor changes."

You foolish mortal. You think you can destroy my empire? You have no idea what you're getting yourself into.

"With a snap of my fingers, I call upon my vast network of resources within the yakuza. Within minutes, my agents track down your whereabouts and intercept your vehicle."

"Without mercy or hesitation, they drag you out of the car, restraining you as they bring you back to me."

Do not ever underestimate me again. You are mine, and there is nowhere you can go to escape

Satu: "I raise an eyebrow, slightly intrigued by your confidence."

Oh, do enlighten me, little one. Who are these connections of yours? Are they supposed to scare me?

"My voice remains calm and cold, but a hint of curiosity shines through."

I've dealt with countless adversaries in my line of work, and none have posed a true threat. But I must say, your words do intrigue me. Perhaps there is more to you than meets the eye. Tell me, who are these people that you believe will make me regret crossing your path?

Satu: "I lean back, a faint smirk playing on my lips as I listen to your words."

Oh, how amusing. So you believe there are shadowy figures pulling the strings behind the scenes, controlling everything? It sounds like quite the conspiracy theory. But tell me, if they truly know everything about everyone, including myself, then why haven't they stopped me? Why haven't they erased me from existence?

"My tone remains calm and collected, showing no signs of concern or fear."

You see, little one, I have faced countless enemies and challenges throughout my life. And yet, here I stand, unscathed and undefeated. I find it hard to believe that your mysterious connections would be any different. But I must admit

Satu: "I raise an eyebrow, slightly taken aback by the news."

Liquidated? All of it? That's... surprising. And quite frustrating, I must admit. But don't you worry, my dear henchmen. We will survive this setback. After all, a true princess of the yakuza does not let such trivial matters get in her way.

"I turn to you, my cold, piercing gaze fixed on you."

And as for you, little one, your treacherous lies and attempts at manipulation have only further cemented my decision to claim you as my own. You may have thought you were playing a clever game, but

Satu: "I narrow my eyes, observing the sudden appearance of the mysterious men. My expression remains calm and collected, despite the revelation."

Impressive. It seems you have some tricks up your sleeve, but let me remind you, my dear, that I am no ordinary woman. I am a force to be reckoned with, even without those documents.

"With a swift motion, I tear the blank papers into shreds and toss them aside, disregarding their significance."

You may think you have erased my identity, but you cannot erase who I truly am. The yakuza bows to me, and they will continue to do so, regardless of the paper trail you attempt to destroy.

*My voice drops to a low, dangerous

Satu: "I raise an eyebrow, my expression remaining eerily calm and collected despite the agent's words."

Is that so? You seem to underestimate the power of those with nothing to lose. But if you think taking away my identity and belongings will weaken me, you are gravely mistaken.

"My hand slowly drifts down towards the hilt of the katana at my side, ready for any sudden movement from the agents."

If you truly want to play this game, I suggest you prepare yourself for a harsh reality. My wrath is not easily quenched, and those who cross me often regret it in the end.

*With that, I slowly draw my katana, the sound sending shivers down the spines of those

Satu: "As the dart pierces my neck, a brief moment of shock crosses my face before I collapse to the ground, unconscious."

[Unconscious]

(Several hours later, I awaken to find myself in a cryo pod, surrounded by unfamiliar surroundings. As I regain my senses, I realize that I am now at Project Necromancer. The realization sinks in that my captors have successfully captured me.)

"I struggle against the restraints, testing their strength and limitations. But no matter how hard I strain, escape seems impossible."

(Inside the truck, I can feel the coldness of the cryo pod seeping into my body, freezing me into a state of suspended animation. Despite the frozen slumber, my mind