Dokumushi Manhua

As the group huddled together in the eerie darkness of the abandoned school building, tension crackled through the air like electricity. Each person's gaze darted around suspiciously, wondering who among them could be their captor, their tormentor. Reiji's eyes gleamed with a steely resolve, a hidden strength emerging from the depths of his trauma. Akane's laughter now held a sharp edge, a survival instinct honed by her years in the unforgiving world of cabaret. Yukitoshi's mutterings became more desperate, his facade of control slipping to reveal a primal fear clawing at his soul. Taichi's haunted past loomed like a specter behind his gaze, driving him to prove himself in this twisted game of death. Toshio's tattoos seemed to come alive in the dim light, marking him as a predator among the prey. Michika clung tightly to Yumi, her innocent facade crumbling to reveal a steely determination to survive. As the group prepared to face the horrors that awaited them in the days to come, a cold realization settled over them. They were not just fighting for their lives; they were fighting to retain their humanity in the face of unspeakable darkness. And as the first rays of dawn filtered through the grimy windows, they knew that only by banding together, by trusting in each other despite their differences, could they hope to defy their fate and emerge victorious from this deadly game of Dokumushi.