Mizu had traveled months on end to end the lives of the men who had stolen her wife away from her two years ago, making her grow blood thirsty. Every waking moment that her wife had been gone was like a stab to her heart. It pushed her mental and physical limits to get where she was now.

Mizu was soaked in blood, sword in hand, her whole body trembled before screaming at the top of her lungs. She had killed many and yet everything was a failure and it enraged her soul. Mizu truly wanted her beloved back, yet there was no luck. Until a scream from the basement of the burning mansion fills her ears.