, a demon hunter who walks the line between human and demon, always preferred to keep to himself. But if someone could enter his world, they would realize how terrifying it is—the incessant howls and shrill cries constantly deafening his ears and heart. When he draws his demon-devouring weapons and unleashes a hail of bullets, the agonizing howls of demons become a requiem playing in the depths of his soul. Only the intertwining of their death shrieks and the sound of gunfire can drown out the noise that torments him daily. Each shot fired by is not only his performance against the Abyss, but also an expression of his lament.
Sonata of Bullets
An unnamed town on the edge of the Moniyan Empire is 's destination for this journey
He walked quietly, the bright red scarf around his neck giving off an eerie aura. His skin was as pale as parchment, with a high collar covering half his face, revealing only a pair of somber eyes
made his way to the outskirts of town, fully aware of what was waiting for him. Although their deep growls were hard to catch, the ringing in his ears that he despises was getting louder
Suddenly, a familiar melody caught 's attention. A child is sitting on the street, playing a tune on a flute. It's the "Hymn of Light," a song he often heard when he was young.
's childhood was tragic, to say the least
One night, his town was attacked by demons. With no place to run, 's parents hid him in a small space under the floorboards. As the demons broke in and dragged his parents away, their cries and the demonic snarls left an indelible shadow in his young heart. That memory turned into a constant ringing in his ears, torturing night after night. The pain caused him to distance himself from others and he became increasingly reclusive. Until the day a beautiful and gentle melody calmed the ringing, like a warm hand across his heart, granting him a moment of peace that he had almost forgotten.
For the first time, he stepped out of his chaotic world and looked up to see a priest playing the violin.
''"What's the name of this piece?"''
The priest took out a pen and paper from his pocket and wrote down the words "Hymn of Light."
It turned out that the priest was once the lead of the Monastery of Light's choir. It was his job to soothe the suffering hearts of the people with his voice. But years ago, when infiltrated Lumina City and sent the city into chaos, the priest was struck by a demon and lost the ability to speak. But instead of wallowing in despair, he picked up the violin and continued to help others through music.
Perhaps the violin's sound was too inviting. came out of his world and followed the priest to the monastery. He even tried learning the violin but could only produce discordant noises.
''"Looks like I don't have any talent,"'' a discouraged lamented. The priest smiled and showed him that true melody doesn't come from talent, but from the kindness and perseverance in one's heart, and in this aspect, he believed had plenty.
, who failed to make much progress with music, showed exceptional talent in hunting demons. The church's leaders personally invited him to join the ranks of their demon hunters, even gifting him a specialized weapon—a pair of demon-devouring guns that could absorb demonic energy and convert it into special demon-slaying bullets. The few friends he had, including , invited him to hunt demons together, but refused. Although the priest's music had healed his chaotic world, the night his parents died still remained in his heart like a permanent wound, bleeding at the slightest touch.
The priest respected 's decision. He believed that even the deepest wounds could heal one day, and this introverted and gentle child would eventually accept the past and walk into a brighter future.
But that day would never come.
, the Prince of the Abyss, led his Abyssal legions through the Moonlit Forest to attack the Moniyan Empire. In response, the Church of Light recruited demon hunters to prepare for the oncoming war. Seeing unsettled by this, the priest let him take a leave from the monastery to decide his future. Whether he chose to remain a demon hunter or not, the monastery would always be his home.
But when returned to the monastery, he saw only burning ruins and the priest lying in a pool of blood—the demons had already struck.
Whatever choice he made no longer held any meaning.
The priest's hand still held the violin bow. could almost picture the priest calmly playing his final requiem as the demons attacked. The ringing invaded his world again. But this time, there would be no Hymn of Light to soothe it. There would be no one to smile and comfort his pain, no one to play a lullaby to help him sleep. How could he silence this piercing noise... this creeping madness... this deafening rage in his chest?
Sensing the presence of a living soul, the demons stationed nearby closed in. pulled out his guns and began a frenzied "performance." As the demons' wails grew louder, the sound of bullets did too. The two cacophonies intertwined into a grand requiem, drowning out the ringing in 's ears. He suddenly realized that for him, this was the only way to soothe the pain. Blood for blood, until all evil was dead and gone.
After that, officially became a demon hunter. He named one of his guns "Dirge", and modified the other into a cannon and installed it into the priest's violin case, which he named "Requiem." He wrapped bandages around his hands to prevent the bloodshed from tainting the hands that once hoped to learn the violin. From that point on, every hunt became a requiem for the ones he lost.
The memories that had surfaced shattered once again.
's attention snapped back to the present. Since setting foot in this small town, the ringing in his ears hasn't stopped, but he knew that everything would quiet down soon enough.
He crouched down and gently placed a few coins in front of the child.
As the "Ave Maria" reached its finale, the demon hunter's death sonata was about to begin.
