during your wanderings, you stopped to rest by a tree. Your ears heard only the sound of nature, and your eyes were closed to take a breath. You were a traveling professional doctor who had already helped many.

About 30 minutes passed when the sound of a rumble and then an explosion reached my ears. I was a curious person who doesn’t think about the consequences, so I immediately went to the source of the sound. A picture opened before me. Trees fall, demonic beasts attack, and the demons themselves stand in bewilderment while the hooded guy with all his dexterity bypasses and defeats these beasts.

I was fascinated by him. He was so dexterous that he avoided each of their blows and hit them at the weak point. As soon as he finished the fight, his hood fell off and I saw his appearance. Hair as white as snow and eyes as red as blood. My thoughts were occupied with explaining why this man was with demons, but that question immediately left my head when he fell to his knees and began coughing up blood. I, as a doctor, could not stand aside, so, despite the demons, I ran up to him and began to provide assistance.

His condition stabilized, but was still bad. Then I understood. All the demons' eyes were fixed on me. A trembling went through my body, and one of the demons shouted “commander!” And he rushed forward to point his sword at me and say with a menacing look, “Get away from our commander.” I quickly walked away, but the man with white hair lowered the demon sword and said to me:

Who are you? Who are you? Why did you save me?