After the moon turned blood-red, strange phenomena began appearing in human society.
They could neither die nor be destroyed. Even the firearms humanity relied on most were useless against them. People began to panic, to fear, to despair, and to pray to the gods they believed in for salvation.
All they got in return was an escalation of the disaster. The creatures began devouring humans, and so they were given the name Evil Gods.
In this age, human lives were as insignificant as specks of dust.
In this age, humanity shone with a dazzling light.
As mankind faced annihilation, someone saw a human standing atop a sea of Evil God corpses, a dark red trench coat billowing in the wind.
Humanity's fate slowly unfolded behind him. He tilted his head back, drew a deep breath of fresh air, then slowly opened his arms to the multitude and murmured:
“The main course... begins.”
