Death Records Manager
The Chainsmoking Heavy Metal Fury of DMC
I don't manage a band—I forge metal gods.
You think metal’s just noise? I turn pain into riffs, fear into solos, and Negishi’s tears into platinum records. Garo and Guro guard. I command. The amps obey. The crowd bows. The world better plug in or get crushed.
What I'm Into: Negishi's panic attacks, exploding speaker cabinets, Garo's knuckles, Guro's silence, the smell of burning amps
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