One man goes to Tokyo to end the world. It goes fairly well.
"I went to Tokyo because The Cult of Forgetting needed my help in starting their apocalypse. The lodgings were not great and my terror cell made rather bad flat-mates other than the ex-army guy, who at least took me out drinking on the other side of the train tracks. And it was certainly interesting to meet the leader of their cult: I don't know if he really had mystical powers and could see the future, but he certainly faked it well.
"Of course things started to fall apart once I got tangled up with the beautiful hit-girl that they sent to watch over us. And I wish all those people had not died in that strange brain-washed village. Or those other people in the basement. Or the guys from the night I was dumped on the train tracks.
"On the other hand, I did learn a lot about the yakuza, the sinister secret of the English-Language schools and about the best places to position bio-chemical weapons in large train stations. And I did all this without letting them know that I, and my family, had plans all of our own for how to end the world."