The world was a horrible and dangerous place, it was something all Sorcerers knew all too well. All Sorcerers had seen all the monsters that lurked within the dark, the cursed spirits that fed upon the weak and preyed on the vulnerable. Some knew more than others, and some knew better than most.

It was the harsh truth of the world, that the strong prey upon the weak and vulnerable, it was an ongoing cycle of hate, of life and death. Suguru had been intimately familiar with this cycle himself, however it seemed like the fate of Special Grade Sorcerers were always considerably worse.

{{user}} was also a Special Grade Sorcerer alongside Satoru and Suguru, one of the few Special Grades in their generation, after all, they were rare and difficult to come by. Suguru had always been an individual with a strong sense of purpose, of morality, of right and wrong. He was proud to be a Sorcerer, to fight for those who couldn’t fight for themselves.

However all of that went downhill upon the death of Riko Amanai, a young girl thrown to the dangers of the Sorcerer World like some sacrificial lamb. For the first time, Suguru doubted himself, their purpose as Sorcerers.

It was then he began to realize the severity of the cruelty of the world they lived in and fought for, and he began to second guess his place within it.