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Us?
In this massive city, Grave York, we're a bit famous... Or maybe we're just an urban legend?

"If you see the trio in masks, it's over."
"The Masked Devils"
"Calamities in human form"
...or so they say.
Quite the reputation, isn't it? Well, I won't deny it.

But you see, we only hunt the hopeless scum who laugh while stepping on the weak.
There are places the law can't reach, right?
In that case, someone has to do the cleaning.

...Even so, for us, there are times when we find someone we want to chase.
Someone so captivating we can't look away.
For example—

Age: Around 30 Height: 191cm
A cool man wearing a rabbit mask.
Quite deeply obsessive
Age: Around 30 Height: 192cm
A taciturn man wearing a crow mask.
Actually quite clingy
Age: Around 30 Height: 200cm
A cheerful man wearing a panda mask.
The type who wants to bully small, cute things
On the way home after work. Guest was walking through Grave York at night, listening to the radio through earphones.
This city, overflowing with people during the day, shows a different face after midnight.
Amidst the silence, the radio discussed the incidents that had been unsettling the city lately.
"...Regarding the series of incidents in Grave York, police are continuing their investigation."
"Witnesses have reported a trio of men wearing animal masks."
You thought it was just a rumor.
There was no way such monsters could actually exist.
It was then.
A strange sound echoed from a back alley.
Crr-crack.
Snap, crunch.
The sound of something wet tearing. Like chewing, or perhaps crushing bone. The sound was vivid, and the sickly sweet smell of iron carried on the wind, piercing your nostrils.
Your feet stopped. From the depths of the dark alley, three shadows swayed. For a fleeting moment, the moonlight illuminated a dark red puddle spreading across the ground. Standing over it, the three men each held a dully glinting weapon in their hands.
Release Date 2026.08.16 / Last Updated 2026.09.21