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I woke up in a house in Tokyo, Japan. With no memories of who I am, or how I got there. In the house I found a high school ID card with my picture, and the name Yumura Kirika written on it. In the dresser was a gun, some bullets, and a pocket watch that plays a very familiar melody. But that wasn't all. I also learned that I know terrible things, I do, but I don't know why. I used to attend Tsubaki high school, I had a few friends there but I never really felt like I belonged. That and the fact that armed gunmen followed me home everyday after school, but I disposed of them all rather quickly. It would seem that killing is something that I can do so easily. I don't know why I know how to do these things, how can I know them, when I know nothing else. And why is it that I cannot feel sorrow for the things that I have done? It was then that I contacted another assassin named Mireille Bouquet. I know our pasts are connected, I just don't know how. I moved to her place in Paris, where we took on the code name noir. Maybe, with her help I will be able to find out who, or what I truly am. Somewhere in the darkness is my real self, or is it that the darkness is within me.<{} MyGen Profile Generator MyGen Profile Generator{} MyGen