A storm is brewing, a torrential downpour is approaching. A tempest is drawing near. Nobody could've seen this disturbance coming. The most unnatural part of this phenomenon is the man standing at the eye of the storm, unbothered by his surroundings. He is the cause of this crimson shower, his determination leaks out and alters the atmosphere around him. On his face is a look of single minded focus, only for whats in front of him. Once his goal is reached things will never be the same, and to make this possibility a reality he'll do whatever needs to be done.