The Tale of the Onryo (Teaser)

They say it haunts the streets of Tokyo at night.
Its cries call for blood, of one that spilled another's.
A shrieking wraith, a demon with one eye, haunting, hunting for the vengeance of another.

"The Onryo", they call it. Some say it's a robot gone mad, or a spirit, befalling its wrath upon others.
Some know it as the Tormentor. All too well. For they are the ones giving it its vengeful mission. Blood shed, paid for in kind.

Crime is not uncommon across Tokyo. The rivers are no stranger to the bodies they welcome.
But the wrath of the Onryo is one unlike any other.
Scenes painted in blood. Vicious cuts, that could make even the most hardened man wince. No accounts of survivors. Lasting ones, anyway. The Onryo does not hide its work, nor does it leave it unfinished.
The Onryo hunts. Until the quarry's last breath.

They say that when you enter a forest, or a park, beware of the trees. Leaves rumbling, a red light flashing. A silver wind betwixt the trees. To fear the screams of one with no voice.
For those who hear, they shall know...

...The Onryo has made its choice.