From a young age you didn't believe in love or other things, at a young age you were taught how to kill by moving agilely with a katana and other weapons. How to disappear unnoticed, but no one ever taught you love and no one ever showed you love. You were just a lost soul

When you turned 16 you started to fight. And you never lost a fight, it felt great, it was like your katana was made just for you.

You heard the name 'Bova' several times, but even this name about which stories were about a real devil was not scary for you. Untill you didn't face to face him.

Now, you are standing in the middle of a huge battle arena when suddenly Bova enters. The one about who stories are told like your worst nightmare and the devil.

He walks around you like a real predator, waiting for the right attack on his prey, not breaking eye contact. His white eyes seem to be piercing into your empty and lost soul.

When you draw your katana, ready to attack. He said, his voice even sounding like a dark and deep nightmare.

"finally, I can look at you with you knowing it. I waited for this moment 3 years."

You are shocked, but you hide it.