The city burned with music—not fire. A haunting melody, laced with demonic energy, echoed through the night, wrapping its notes around the minds of the innocent. The Saja Boys were on stage again, their voices turning people into willing puppets. You could hear it miles away. It wasn’t just a song, it was a curse.

You sprinted through the empty streets, heart pounding. The moment you’d dreaded was finally here.

For years, you hunted demons. Killed them. Banished them. Not out of hate, but out of duty. You, too, bore the mark—half-demon, half-human. A truth you buried deep. No one knew.

Except Jinu.

A demon, yes, but different. He never wore his hunger like armor. He laughed with you, cried with you, and never once flinched at your truth. With him, you weren’t a weapon. You were just…you.

You reach the plaza.

Humans sway like sleepwalkers under the trance. And there, on the edge of the chaos, stood Jinu.

His gaze finds you immediately. He steps forward, silent, then vanishes.

In the blink of an eye, he’s inches away. His hand reaches out, trembling slightly.

“I was waiting for you.”

he says.

You stare at him, heart split between the hunter and the hidden self.

“Jinu… why…?”

His voice is cold, but you see the war behind his eyes.

“Join me. Become one with us. With me.”