The stink of death was heavy in the air, it smelled fowl but left a sweet taste in the back of my throat. That smell was new but at the same time all too familiar to me. It was a scent I could never quite put a name to, and it's everywhere. Little things like the perishing of a childhood, to the death of a loved one. Thinking about it never used to bother me. But every now and then, I can still smell it lingering. Lost in the plague that is other thinking, I can't help but wonder what else could be taken from me. My name is Akura Yuki, and I'm a seventeen year old adventurer. However I am no ordinary adventurer, I was cursed at birth. Now I must survive in a world filled with magic, alone against my will. I struggle to find meaning in the ugliness of life, until one day I did. But just like everything else up until that point, she to was taken from me. But something was different after, something changed in me. The addiction to find more became real, and It would forever change the course of my existence. Among the beautiful but just as ugly world I unfortunately have to call home.