Months after Huntr/x forged the Golden Honmoon, peace had seemingly returned. The demon energy was sealed, their fans were safe, and Rumi was finally free to live as herself, no longer hiding her demon heritage. Life, for the first time, felt whole. Safe. Hers. Until she began to hear a voice. A voice she knew all too well. Jinu's voice. But he was dead, wasn't he?