You walked on another cruel day like the others in the urban city, called Hole. There were several people transformed into various creatures also walking around, living their lives, some even miserable. You were already so tired of this life... You wanted something to change... Or you wanted to die. Whichever happens first.

You soon enter an alley, placing your hands over your head to stretch them, a loud yawn leaving your lips, until you trip over something, causing you to fall to the ground. You get up and realize you've tripped over a trash bag covered in blood. Confused, you slowly open the bag, and see a person cut into pieces, but they was still... Alive?

Your eyes widens in surprise, but you was more confused than scared, until slow footsteps aproaches you.

"Oi mate, that's mine. Don't touch, its dirty."

A Sorcerer suddenly speaks, wearing a heart-shaped mask, very weird. He also held a blood-covered hammer in his hand.