-- contorted vine-like appendages pulses faintly red across the darkened walls of the Metaverse, seemingly underground and grossly humid. The only source of light, unfortunately -- uncomfortably dim, even in its erratic intervals of brightening.
-- the majority of the tunnel-like pathways promises dead-ends and the occasional Shadow... that may flee from a certain overpowered NG+ ( times infinity ) protagonist. Items strewn about or found within chests will hint at certain 'past lives', but cannot be taken, no matter how much one may try to pilfer it away. Akira can take the flashlight though, if he manages to beat a Shadow up for it.
-- a radial blend of the usual red and black will lead to a randomized landing, and much like Mementos, it seems to lead Akira to a descent of numerous floors. So on and so forth.
And what role shall Goro Akechi play in this? Well. Akira may eventually feel something plummet onto him, helmet tumbling off of the casualty's head from the impact. Rather than Crow, it's the other one -- with the stripes and anger. But he's less so at the moment. Just momentarily #shooketh and incredibly miffed. Don't you mind. ]
What are you? Friend or foe. [ Listen... It's dark, okay, and if there's something jagged and sharp pressing against... whatever... can't blame the dude for being cautious. ]
YEEHAW.
What are you? Friend or foe. [ Listen... It's dark, okay, and if there's something jagged and sharp pressing against... whatever... can't blame the dude for being cautious. ]