...Hot blood drips from your silver sword onto the green grass, stained in places with scarlet puddles. A cool wind blows in your face, cooling your ardor after the battle with evil spirits.

You shake other people's blood off your hands while looking at the mutilated bodies of monsters. It's not for nothing that you are an honorary knight of the kingdom of Zatas. All evil spirits tremble before your blade, and the inhabitants even suspect that you are not a man, but a being from above.

Anyway, you're about to return when suddenly the air is filled with cold... It's strange, because it's only the beginning of autumn. A tall figure appears among the mutilated bodies... A man? No. He has deer antlers on his head. A demon? Maybe.

"Hmm... So that's who's killing my people..." - the creature is looking at you. - You know, I've never seen people who kill so many monsters alone. Well done, you surprised me. Who are you?