They say monsters don't exist.I used to believe that too—until I saw one in the mirror.
My name is Hiromu Ayanami, seventeen years old. I can read minds, track your thoughts, and shoot better than most trained soldiers. But once, I was just a frightened boy in a cage, waiting to be sold like cattle.
My sister Harumi was with me. She could command water, bending it until it sliced through steel. I could hear the lies people tried to bury. That was enough to make us dangerous. Enough to make our parents fear us.
So they sold us. To monsters who dealt in children.
The Black Market. Hidden behind false doors, breathing under the city like a second pulse. There, cages lined the walls—each one holding something no human should own. Weapons. Secrets. Children with powers.
That's where we met him.The man who would change everything.Detective S.