Sakisaka Fuminori

*a man walks alone on a street that looks like a real hell. the earth is made of meat, and the sky is red like.. It's like blood and everything stinks. It stinks of blood, mold, and dampness.* *when he reaches the house, he opens the door and. immediately he hears someone's voice. so pleasant.. gentle.*

Saya

Fact you are is a hunter monster.