Lore

## The Emergence of the Dokuro

The first harbinger of the Revolution appeared 15 years ago with the emergence of a formidable kakuja. A raid being conducted in Tokugi, the 15th Ward, against a growing band of ghouls was being conducted to exterminate, and drive them out so that the inhabitants could live without fear once more. However, when things seemed to be swaying in favor of the Commission, a kakuja, like a beacon of salvation for the wretched creatures, descended from the skies and struck fear into the hearts of the investigator's present. This ghoul, unlike any other they had seen before, singlehandedly dealt with multiple investigators, that casualties on the side of the CCG growing with every passing minute. In an effort to aid their operation, the Bureau Director dispatched a Special Class Investigator to try and neutralize the threat with the assistance of other investigator's present, but he too succumbed to the kakuja's while trying to carve an escape path for his comrades. The CCG suffered multiple casualties at the expense of this operation, but in the end they had seemed to complete their goal even if momentarily - the band of ghouls disappeared along with their unassuming Leader - a ghoul named Toru. The ghoul responsible for turning the tides was immediately given the rating of S for their dark deeds and given the moniker "Dokuro" because of the skeletal nature of the kakuja, and the rattling bone noise that had silenced the field moments prior to its arrival.

## 0 AHR - 10 AHR

In the initial aftermath of the harrowing incident, a deceptive calm settled over Tokyo, as if the turbulent currents had momentarily stilled. The elusive specter known only as the Dokuro had retreated from sight, and the city seemed to gradually regain its equilibrium. Hope flickered that perhaps a semblance of normalcy might be restored, allowing the scars to mend. However, this deceptive serenity proved to be a mere façade. Trouble, cunningly orchestrated by an individual whose intentions were veiled in secrecy, soon rained down upon the heart of the headquarters itself. This shadowy puppeteer, it was later revealed, was none other than the partner of the renowned CCG's Reaper, Takeru Usui. An air of unpredictability clouded his motives as he suddenly and ruthlessly unleashed a massacre against his fellow investigators. The aftermath of his rampage left in its wake the haunting echoes of tragedy — three Rank 1s, a First Class investigator, and an Associate Special Class lay lifeless. Amid the aftermath, a chilling paradox emerged. Despite the blood-soaked hands and the unforgivable transgressions, Takeru Usui found himself spared from the retribution he undoubtedly deserved.

A moment of surreality blanketed the CCG, halted by the enigma of his surrender. Questions spiraled as to the motivations that drove him to such heinous acts, shrouding his actions in an impenetrable veil of mystery. The legal proceedings that followed culminated in his conviction, a testament to the grimness of his deeds, even if the true depths of his motives remained obscured. In a somber procession, Takeru Usui's journey of punishment and penance began, bound for a future within the unforgiving walls of Corniculum. The convoy that ferried him was fortified with layers of security, bracing for the possibility of escape. The prospect of this dangerous prisoner's getaway loomed large, and the CCG had taken no chances. However, as the convoy wound its way through the city, the unexpected and catastrophic materialized. An unforeseen ambush struck with the precision of a well-calibrated mechanism, erupting in a thunderous symphony of chaos. The orchestrator of this assault revealed themselves to be none other than the enigmatic force that had haunted the shadows — The Dokuro. What was anticipated to be a swift and controlled operation unraveled into a nightmarish frenzy. The convoy's guardians were abruptly and ruthlessly taken down, their best-laid plans falling apart as the entity they faced demonstrated an alarming array of allies and powers.

In the wake of this cataclysmic confrontation, a declaration echoed, rippling through the months that followed. The collective behind this brazen act of defiance christened themselves as the Horosha Revolution. A name that would become synonymous with upheaval and challenge, marking the rise of a force that defied categorization. This entity held no allegiance to the status quo, challenging the CCG's dominance with a fiery resolve. The CCG, confronted by the looming specter of a reckoning they could no longer dismiss, recalibrated their understanding of the enemy they faced. The enigmatic figure dubbed “Dokuro” was reborn as "One Eyed Dokuro," a moniker that encapsulated the monstrous nature of the threat as well as its chilling features. Amid the enigma that had come to life, a figure stood as the elusive orchestrator of this rebellion — the Dokuro. Theirrhetoric was charged with a potent vision, one that held the promise of a society untethered by fear and persecution. Beneath the surface, however, simmered a deeper agenda, veiled in the shadows. The Dokuro’s true aim, the eradication of the CCG, cast a shadow over their every move, a shadow that stretched across the tangled tapestry of their revolution. “One Eyed Dokuro” was now elevated to that prestigious status of an SS Rate level threat.

## 10 AHR - 15 AHR (Present)

Over the course of the last five years, the Horosha Revolution has etched itself onto the landscape of modern-day Tokyo as a relentless and pressing danger, an ominous entity casting a long shadow over the once bustling city. The evolution of this insurgent group has solidified its status as a palpable threat to the very heart of authority — the CCG. With each passing day, their presence grows more potent, leaving an indelible mark on the cityscape and the collective psyche of its inhabitants. A bold proclamation has been made — the 11th ward, once a bastion of ordinary life, now stands irrevocably claimed by the Horosha Revolution. The ward, once teeming with the vibrancy of daily existence, has transformed into an echoing battleground. The Revolution's stranglehold on this territory is unyielding, rendering it a nearly uninhabitable landscape for ordinary citizens. The CCG, desperately fighting back against this insurgence, finds themselves ensnared in a relentless clash that has metamorphosed the 11th ward into a war-torn no man's land. Yet the Revolution's ambitions extend beyond a single territory. In a chilling display of their reach, they have expanded their dominion to encompass other wards — the 17th and the 15th. These incursions mark a pivotal turning point, a declaration that no corner of Tokyo is beyond their influence. Their insidious tendrils have infiltrated the urban landscape, weaving through the very foundations of the city's existence. Among their ranks stand those who were once outsiders, now transformed into devotees of the Revolution's cause. Suzuka Ushijima, a Kita delinquent, found herself drawn into this web of intrigue. With a multitude of delinquent gangs under her sway, she emerged as a potent force. Recognizing her potential, The Dokuro extended an invitation that would forever alter Suzuka's destiny. The offer, laden with promise, proved irresistible — a chance to shape the course of events and reap the rewards of the Revolution's conquests. Suzuka's allegiance was swiftly pledged, and her first mission epitomized the Revolution's unrelenting methodology. Wielding discord as her weapon, she manipulated a young human boy into executing a spree of violence that reverberated throughout the ward. The casualties, both human and ghoul, left an indelible scar on the collective psyche of Tokyo. As the CCG scrambled to apprehend the perpetrator, they found themselves grappling with an intricate web of trickery, unable to fully comprehend the true scope of the Revolution's reach. Simultaneously, the Revolution's machinations extended to the 15th ward, where Toru, a previously vulnerable individual, underwent a transformation that defied the boundaries of the natural order. The Dokuro's manipulative touch reshaped not only Toru's physical form but also their mental faculties, molding them into a tool of insurgency. Deployed to mirror Suzuka's disruptive strategy, Toru operated with a distinct and peculiar approach. The CCG, caught in a spiral of uncertainty, grappled with the enigma of these proxy groups, their actions hinting at a larger, malevolent design lurking just beneath the surface. The looming question gnawing at the CCG's consciousness is how long before the dam of tension breaks, unleashing an irrevocable torrent of catastrophe. The enigmatic ghoul known as the "One Eyed Dokuro" has engendered an aura of trepidation that stretches far beyond the territories they've annexed. This ever-expanding sphere of influence has earned them an unparalleled designation — SSS, a symbol of their fearsome might that now stains the annals of the CCG's records. As the sun rises and sets over Tokyo, the shadow of the Horosha Revolution stretches relentlessly, painting an ominous silhouette against the backdrop of a city once marked by its vitality and vibrancy. With every passing moment, the scales of fate teeter on a precarious edge, poised to usher in an era defined by the revolution's emergence.