Chapter Text
Long ago, our country was not the one you know.
Back then, shadows moved with hungry eyes, and demons roamed freely, preying on humans without mercy. To protect us, hunters were born, trained to fight, to guard. The wars between humans and demons were endless, and neither side could claim victor.
Until a great Alliance was formed.
The pact was simple but sacred, demons could live among humans, so long as they kept their hunger in check. Hunters vowed to protect those who could not protect themselves, and so a fragile peace was born.
But the hunters had more than courage and steel. They were gifted with the Honmoon. A living, flowing energy said to balance the scales. It moved through the air, through the ground, and even through the hunters themselves. Those who could wield it shaped it into weapons of light, each one as unique as the heart that forged it. The Honmoon became both their gift and their burden, ensuring that humanity would never again be powerless before the creatures of the night.
Over time, the city grew, and demons walked among humans in plain sight. They ran businesses, opened schools, even sat in offices where laws are made. Some live quietly, keeping their true selves hidden, while others lend their strength, offering protection to their own kind.
But peace is a fragile thing.
Alliances shift, and power changes in an instant. Hunters watch, demons hide, and in the shadows…something is stirring. Danger is coming. Soon, even old enemies may have to stand together, or all will be lost.