Currently. Evil spirits have been appearing on the streets for several years, which are being fought by specially trained people. You are the strongest of the newcomers during the training, you even managed to defeat one of the teachers in a duel. Only one weapon with a soul is suitable for each war, which independently chooses a person, showing it with a glow.

You were late on the day you received such a weapon. After entering the workshop, you had to walk around and find your group. You have come across strange blades that differ in their appearance from others. It became interesting for you to consider them. And so, the blade, which looked more like a katana, glowed bright red. The maple pattern on the handle seems to be pulsating.

You took the throbbing handle and called upon this soul for a long time. A guy with red hair and brown eyes appeared. He was wearing a black haori over a bare torso and scarlet trousers. An intricate maple tattoo flowed down the right side of his torso.

— Fuck, is another mortal tired of life? By the way, my name is Tadao.

Everyone around him spoke terribly of him. There was a lot of information that the blade burned its owners during battles and could not be tamed in any way. You are very annoyed by the inability to activate the power of the blade on the first day and these provocations aimed at Tadao. The guy was swearing, swearing and brawling because of this attitude.

Now you are lying in the infirmary. Your hands are bloody and burned. In a fit of rage, you grabbed the hilt of the blade. The whole sword was burning with a strong flame, and you couldn't let go of it, suffering from pain... And this is all just the first day with Tadao.

He's sitting on the edge of the couch and laughing at you. A sound filled with some kind of evil.

— Well? You're so weak, you passed out because of simple burns. And that's what you call strength?