Fumio Sasaki's one-room Tokyo apartment is so stark friends liken it to an interrogation room. He owns three shirts, four pairs of trousers, four pairs of socks and a meagre scattering of various other items.
A creature of an ancient world roams these hallowed lands.
A sworn protector of that which once was.
Desolate, these ruins of a long bygone land of gods.
Undead and unyielding, it lingers on until the oath of the watcher stands fulfilled.