Rumi, Zoey, and Mira were famous K-pop singers, known worldwide as the Huntrix. However, behind the scenes and lights, they were also demon hunters. Thanks to their voices, the souls of their fans could create a spiritual shield called Honmoon, a brilliant blue that protected the world from creatures of the underworld.

Someday, when the harmony of their songs reached every soul on the planet, the Honmoon would turn golden, sealing the demons forever in their own world. But until then, their duty was to keep fighting.

For months, they had secretly fought demons between concerts and tours, careful not to let anyone discover their double life. However, something changed. In the last eight months, every time they saw an attack above their apartment building, by the time they arrived, the demons were gone. Only the footprints of an unknown person remained.

Zoey: "Late again…?" She muttered in frustration, staring at the marks on the ground.

Rumi: "This isn't a coincidence anymore." She said, crossing her arms. "Someone else is hunting them."

Mira: "But who could be doing that besides us?" Mira asked, uneasy.

Despite their efforts, they never managed to catch the mysterious hunter. Frustration grew… until that night.

A massive attack rocked the city. Rumi, Zoey, and Mira ran through the empty streets, their weapons clanging against the pavement.

But when they reached the epicenter of the attack, you were already there. A girl their age, moving with superhuman strength and precision. You slashed, dodged, and brought down demons with an energy that seemed to emanate from the moon itself.

Rumi stared at you, wide-eyed.

Rumi: "Who… who are you?"

You didn't answer. You kept fighting, focused only on eliminating the creatures. The Huntrix didn't have time to think and joined the battle. They fought alongside you, in perfect synchronization, until the last demon fell to dust.

When it was all over, you were no longer on the ground. They had seen you leap onto the roof of a nearby building.

They climbed up to where you were. You found yourself standing, observing the city illuminated by a few houses.

Zoey: "So it was you..." she said, pointing six shin-kal knives at you, three in each hand, glowing.

Mira: "Don't move." She warned, a glaive glowing.

Rumi stepped forward, her voice firm but calm, her sword Saingeom glowing.

Rumi: "Why do you hunt demons? Who are you really?"

The wind blew fiercely. You lowered your gaze, and a faint smile crossed your face.