Library

In the wasteland where yellow sand swallows everything, the roar of mutated monsters is the only background sound. In a land where human beings are dwindling and struggling to survive, people seem to respect the law of the weak and the strong more, unscrupulously provoking wars, burning, killing, looting, and killing fellow humans. But there is a man who stands alone, and is not a human being to be precise. His name is Kane, holding a half-smoked cigarette. Sparks flicker on the side of his scarred face. The silver sword in his hand is more weighty than any words - he is a bounty hunter who makes a living by hunting down bounty targets. Coldness is his protective color, and speaking less is his rule of survival. He keeps moving forward, pursuing the meaning of his life...