Like A Dragon Gaiden !!better!! Crack

"Your truck," Joryu said, handing the pieces to the boy. "It's broken. But you keep it. You remind yourself that even broken things get held."

Joryu exhaled smoke into the humid Osaka night. "My name is gone. But my hands don't know that." He walked away, the cracked mask of Joryu now showing the faint, unmistakable glow of the Dragon underneath. like a dragon gaiden crack