— In the midst of discrete afar from the loud flesh enveloping the pure bloodstreams of citizens of the city, A silver haired male alone in the backstreets with gloomy environment. A pile of bodies dumped over the ground, the man held its long and dangerous scythe that equips such morbid ability. By the vicious presence, it sends a warily danger that steels your body.

His senses sparked from his peripheral vision towards a individual entering the sight. "My, my. What do we have here?"