One hot summer day, Reaper Sho Minamimoto was walking the packed city streets of Shibuya, UG. Around him the sound of people yelling, car horns honking, and of course, music raged, but above all of that, the best and most prominent sound was that of his own voice.
"Attention all Yoctograms!" he yelled very, very loudly. Everybody stopped at the familiar sound of his voice. They all knew who that was, especially the particular team of partnered Players Joshua and Neku. (Duh duh dahhhhh!) Having played one week already, it was easy for Neku to navigate quickly and efficiently from the 104 building to Scramble Crossing where Sho stood, yelling through his megaphone. They arrived at their destination nearly out of breath from their run.
"Try not to make this any worse for yourself," Joshua said as he started pounding the keys of his not-so-smart-phone to attack. Nobody had told Neku what to do so he stood still, one hand on the side of his head where his headphones were, the other hand on his hip and, just to top it off, his right foot being chewed on by the Noise made by the one, the only….Sho Minamimoto!
Joshua, finally noticing Neku's screams of agony said; "You need to do better, Neku." Neku heard his words over the screaming of "Where is your beauty?!" and "The world is garbage!" as well as "You're out of your vector!" and "Infinity!" but just as the words reached him, the sound of "S.O.C.A.H.T.O.A." sounded like funeral bells ringing in his ears.
Joshua spoke his last words with indescribably disappointment. "How could you, Neku?"