The lights from the stage shown clearly, illuminating on a single speaker silhouetted in glorious scintillate colors. His pale skin reflecting back some of the light from the stage lights. "Sutasumizome City, a fabled and mythical mecca of souls coming and leaving. Each soul being stripped of it's basic need's an reborn into another human being, with a new body, new found strength ... new found purpose ... Starting a new life isn't easy, I'm not going to lie to you and tell you it is. You will be tested beyond belief, testing, warned, loved, hated, respected, disrespected. And that IS if you survive the first few days ... All depends on how good you are. Now, I don't have time for anyone who is going to whine about how tough it is here. Buck up, or shut up ..." He itched his chin, the whiskers outlining his milky skin easy to see, even from the second row of people that infiltrated the City's walls. "Past these walls ... the serene of this area, the epitome to danger, the prerequisite to pain ... Will all fade. Quite a ruse, is it not?" He laughed into his palm, beginning to laugh maliciously almost. "Now, men, women, ladies, gentlemen ... take up your swords and fight!" He screams, pointing outward to the crowd, waiting for a spectacular applause for the audience.