Please don't call me by my full name, because I don't even know who I am.
Twenty years ago, a rift tore open in the world. Strange demons, strange fiends, strange ghosts... crawled out of hell, and the creatures of this world began to mutate as well.
Faced with these transcendent powers, ordinary people were helpless, like lambs awaiting slaughter.
And ancient relics passed down through the ages had somehow become a makeshift lifeline.
Then the emergence of people with strange abilities brought new hope, or new shackles?
Who will be the last one standing?
