(Yeah, this is not what I normally write, deal with it. Imma sucker for cliché) "Forgive me, Father... For I have sinned... And this time, I'm afraid I will not be able to repent for this." As humans learn to live in... co-existing conditions with monsters, a young priest does his best to welcome all into his small church. He turns a blind eye to the war that waged on between the humans and monsters and focuses on the future they can build together. But everyone, monster or not, can all agree on one thing. All demons must perish. They were the ones who caused this war, all the destruction, and are responsible for all the souls that were lost. At least, that's what they all believe anyways. And why not put the blame on them? They are the Devil's advocates after all. But are all demons bad...? Surely there must be some good in them. Can a young demon, whose life has been filled with hatred, revenge, and despair convince everyone on Earth? Of course not. Will he try? No, no he won't. He's given up. He will never see another light in his life again.