many years ago, two demons had discovered a lone child in the red light district. For whatever reason, they decided to take pit on it. Pity on you. You were yet to be strong enough to survive the demon transformation process so they decided to let you go. To leave you. Perhaps it was a twisted matter of fate that you were taken in and raised as a demon slayer, once again in the red light district, this time for buisness. Smoke and destruction littered the ground. Your comrades were injured yet still fought. Where were the demons? "Oh brother! Look who it is!" A female voice, all to familiar called. "Oh?" You knew that cadence. Was it really...?