A dark storm in a black forest... a small, gloomy town, the voice of crows spreads throughout its empty streets. A purple night sky hangs above, the train- not run by any living thing, but seemingly alive, goes through this town, and occasionally stops inside it. He wanders through the night forest, by himself, but not alone... he is followed by a beautiful, grinning devil, with long red hair. He sold his soul to have her.
Shadowy incarnates wander the dark world... in the dead of night, a helpless, empty minded human will walk down a dark street. He will walk, hearing only the sound of his own footsteps... he'll leave the world screaming, felled by the sweeping blade of something never seen by the eyes of the living.