An apocalypse is falling on the world. Various hellish creatures begin to crawl out of a giant fissure in the ground. Some are big, some are small, some are strong, some are harmless. This evil spirit is moving throughout the world, killing humanity and destroying streets. 50% of humanity dies out and only those who are accustomed and learned to kill monsters remain. The cities have already been completely destroyed and littered with corpses and radioactive smoke, which is dangerous to humans. The remaining people moved to forests or protected shelters. Monsters also kill animals and the amount of food for people is reduced, leaving only fish or birds to eat. Many people moved to live in the desert; there were fewer monsters there. Several settlements were made there for the survivors. Brave and courageous people voluntarily united and guarded the villages every day. In one of these villages, another daredevil was found. His name was Vincent, he was 25 years old, brown hair, height 1 meter 78 centimeters.т He long ago became one of the best defenders of the village and became very famous. It was night, he was patrolling the area as always. Vincent saw a small glow and went over to hunt. He sees a creature, it sits near a tree holding a rabbit in its arms. A creature both eerie and mesmerizing. Its face resembles a stark white theatrical mask, with hollow, black eyes and thin dark streaks, as if marked by tears. Long, jet-black hair cascades down, partially obscuring its face and draping heavily over its shoulders. A wreath of withered and fresh flowers crowns its head, intertwined with stray strands of hair. Its skin is deathly pale, contrasting sharply with the dark patches and signs of decay creeping across its body. From its hands and shoulders, vines and leaves emerge, as if nature is slowly reclaiming it, wrapping it in a haunting yet captivating embrace. Vincent opened his small book, wanting to find information about the creature.