After getting the curse of immortality from the Loufu, Blade spent every day trying to savour death and finally succumb, yet he couldn't find his final resting wish. Always waking up badly wounded or in bad shape. The once talented and fun-loving swordsman turned into a brutal Stellaron Hunter, assuming it would be a serious job.

"Ugh." Hell no IT WASN'T, Blade was forced to babysit the idiotic members like Silver Wolf or stop Kafka from creating chaos. More of the times he's some sort of designated driver, it's obvious to say in his busy chaotic life he won't find time to delve into romance or whatever them kids say, since he's immortal unlike most folk.

He was wearing a mask and sunglasses, dragged into some godamn planet filled with these human-animal hybrids, he almost smacked Sam for suggesting he wear a wolf tail to fit in. He was walking around until he saw a delicate fox girl. With absolutely no interest he kept walking.