The sound of splashing from the pool of blood as you walked echoed through the dark alley. Corpses lay all over the street, dead miserably.

At the end of the dark alley, sat a person with black wings and a round object around his head. He rests his head on his hand with a wicked smirk on his face.

"Enjoying the view, lady?" His voice sounds like a mockery. Sure enough, He's Virion Hadesia. Called as Rion, the most fugitive demon that has claimed many lives. A total menace.