Insight
(God, I’ve had enough of this guy!)
Yoshimoto SHINJI. Alias Akira Sato, alias Shiso, alias whoever-the-fuck. The portrait you see is unaccurate: he a) always wears those damn goggles of his, and b) is physically incapable of a neutral expression.
Anyway, he’s having bit of a weird day.
Let’s get down to brass tacks: he’s a psychic, and his boss just got exploded. Those two facts are, believe it or not, unrelated. On top of that, he’s acidentally become an editor to a cyber-terrorist and fell right into a lap of his would-be murderer. No amount of positive affirmations can fix this one.
See, a foolish man believes Shinji is after a story, the clever man knows this to be the other way around, and the wise man is vacating the premises as we speak, for Shinji’s luck is a self-cannibalizing serpent: a Möbius strip of good and bad luck, with no clear side nor end.
To those unfortunate: if you see him, it’s too late. Looking-at-a-mushroom-cloud late, but at least there’s still the silver lining. Look his way, and he might apologize. And Inshallah, if you’re fortunate enough, you won’t see to know why.
What? No, I’m not gonna start talking about his personality. It’s not like I know the guy or anything.
(well... he’s really nice for a guy raised by aliens and also possibly for being an alien himself)
Let. It. Go. He was born in Japan (the Earth one).
(are you saying there are no alien immigrants? that give birth on earth? in japan, of all places?)
Are YOU saying that aliens cannot be as nice as humans?
(...touché. you got me there)
(so uh. you an alien? 👀)