Clatter, clatter-clatter.

"Hmph, hmm-hmph~."

In a barren wasteland, a girl stood alone. Her black hair shimmered faintly with a purple hue, and her arms and legs were adorned with jet-black scales.

Tap, tap.

She walked barefoot across the desolate ground, humming a tune. A slender smile graced her face—beautiful, yet mischievous, hinting at her sharp nature.

Detecting movement, the demons began to stir. Malignant, information-based lifeforms camouflaged as natural elements began to reveal their true forms one by one.

Withered trees extended sharp tentacles, and moles hidden beneath the earth cracked the ground as dozens of gleaming eyes peered out. To an outsider, the delicate girl appeared to be in grave danger.