Enzeru grew up in a world of racism, fear, and hatred. As the only 'mutated devil', he was called, in a world of humans, he was used to some pretty messed up stuff.

He sighed, watching a woman rush off as he entered the plaza. But just then, he accidentally bumped into something- or, rather, someone, and he looked down to find a small child with a bruise on her face, who had fallen to the ground.

"What in the hell- Can't you see, kid? You're in my way."