At dusk, the crimson moon rises, heralding the beginning of the night of killing...
In the endless wilderness, corpses are everywhere, and only one person is alone...
My eyes are covered with acne, and I can't describe the endless loneliness...
People who feed on anger...
The abyss is not far away...
She is the orphan of God and the betrayer of God. God separated her spirit from her body and threw her spirit into the endless space so that she could taste the pain of reincarnation in the world. However, her body was sealed under the altar of the Kuruta clan, imprisoned by her own flesh and blood for generations... As long as the Kuruta clan still exists, her flesh will not be freed for a day.