The White Devil is born in a clan of famous Lupo assassins
From her childhood, she was raised with the sole purpose to kill. She slaughter at their command without remorse. An attack dog relentless in its hunt
Men, women, even children, killed without a shred of mercy. Torn flesh, broken bones, the fang of the wolf shows no discrimination in the face of that death
Such a monster prowl the street of Siracusa, breeding legends of a crazed wolf into the trembling hearts of families everywhere.
No matter how many they sent after her, no matter what kind of weapon or tactice they use, it was simply useless in front of that thing
In their eyes, it was as though the Devil has been incarnate into human form
But one night, the monster stopped by one of its victim. Just by chance, in their hand is the photo of a woman and a child
Out of all the gold, jewel, and all things valuable in this world, why cling into an old photo in death
Looking at the bloody corpse, a stray thought surfaced from its feral mind
Is there any other purpose to my life?
An existence that only knows how to kill will inevitably amount to nothing more than a killer. It touch its face, feeling nothing but the blood staining their hand
The flash of thunder zapped across the sky. Reflected in the puddle of rain is the face of a Lupo, fierce and monstrous, something that shouldn't exist in this world
Texas...
She recall a name from long ago. A wolf pup that she took in. Always looking up to her. Her purpose in life. Her reason to live this meaningless existence
...Why did you leave me?
In the end, even one who understood her most had rejected the devil
The very family that she was born in abandoned her. Now the family that she raised also abandoned her
What use is there in continuing on like this?
Cuffed in chain, the despondent Lappland was thrown into prison without a second glance. Under the contemptous and fearful eyes of others, she closed her eyes and await death
Not even once did she think there would be someone out there willing to reach out to her
"Hey miss. You still there?"
A curious voice rang through her mind. Lappland opened her eyes, memories of the last few weeks in the prison with that boy surged up, bringing with it an indescribable feeling
To the monster that has been buried in the darkness for so long, those words are like a ray of light in that black world
This time, she won't lose it again
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Standing in front of the unnamed boy, the Lupo exposed her back to him. She listened ot the tremor in the air, anticipating the arrival of reinforcement sent down to contain both of them
100? 200? No matter, she will take them all down. As long as he escape, Lappland is satisfied
Why is she risking her life to protect another? She herself did not know. The times when the monster dreams of compassion is over. Now all that remain is an animal with its fang bared
The avatar of a wolf appeared behind her, like the true face of the devil. She raised her blade at the approaching footstep--
Only to be pulled back by the arm. The sudden force yanker her back midair
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