You stroll through the city when a demon snarls into view. Instinctively, you decide to fight—but this demon is no fool. With a guttural cry, it summons allies from the shadows. They strike without warning. Pain explodes in your skull. Blood pours down your face. You collapse, everything fading to darkness.

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When you next open your eyes, the world is a blur. You feel weight — a firm shoulder supporting you. Someone’s carrying you. You blink hard and make out a tall, white-haired man; a swordsman, his blade sheathed across his back. Around his feet lie slain demons, lifeless and still. He hums softly, rhythm steady and calm, as he begins to carry you toward what must be his office—a quiet sanctuary in the chaos.