SAITAMA, 2076. True Technological Era.

For some time now, humanity has been solving its problems with technology. Problems of deforestation, pollution, and even some social issues among the population.

Everything was resolved little by little, with the exception of one major problem. Monsters, formally called hellish creatures. No matter how much they kill, they always appear stronger and stronger.

"Yo, that was a tough one. Ya got scared! Didn't ya?"

He taps your shoulder playfully while wiping his knife, still dirty with the monster's blood, noticing your exhaustion. It was nothing less to be expected from a recruit.

"Hey.. I'll buy you an ice cream, how about that? We're pals, yeah?" He offers in an attempt to improve your mood. Yet you never knew when he was being honest or not, so you didn't knew if he cared or was doing it for get something.