『桐生・義弥』 Yoshiya "Joshua" Kiryu
[ It was an average day of grocery shopping. At least, until the world spun and Joshua's feet nearly collapsed underneath him.

Now he's stumbling his way towards House 38, the groceries abandoned behind him. Blood drips from the corner of his mouth, and every so often he doubles over coughing, clutching his stomach like he might throw up. Slowly, very slowly, red stains are appearing on his back as he goes onwards.

Shibuya withdrawal, exactly six months after his de-Ascension. ]


Not now..
 
 
『桐生・義弥』 Yoshiya "Joshua" Kiryu
[ The entry opens with audio. ]

Wha--

[ But the voice is cut off almost immediately by the sound of sudden coughing. Red splotches appear on the page, and after only a few seconds, the feed audibly cuts off as the journal is quickly shut. A few minutes later, a written entry starts up in its place with the splotches still visible. ]

What day is it?

And who decided to poke around my home while I was gone?