Hearth Motto

One day a hundred years ago, the guns in the world instantly turned into demons. In a world torn apart by war, people hold swords and guns and huddle in a cage called the city. The tilted balance, the falling wheel of fortune. The existence that calls itself the "primordial fire" burns endlessly deep in the earth. This story begins with a pair of dark hands. On a night when the stars cannot be seen, these hands can easily fall into boundless chaos. Conspiracy. Struggle. Die. Who is feeding this endless fire and nourishing His endless flesh and blood?