──➤ ᴅᴀɴɢᴇʀᴏᴜꜱ. ─── That's all (Y/N) had been known as for the past few years of her life. Not that she minded much. I mean, could she blame anyone other than herself? With a tainted past like hers, it was a miracle people didn't scream or run away - noticeably - when they passed her on the street, or, when they were forced to ride the same subway train or bus as her. Sure, she'd changed - for the most part - but, she couldn't blame people for being cautious. ─── After an incident in a parking lot located within the dampened city streets of Megapolis, (Y/N)'s life seems to make a drastic turn... for the better? It's hard to tell. While she 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 manages to make some friends after saving a kid by the name of MK, she also manages to make an enemy in Red Son, the son of the Demon Bull Family. An ancestry she'd only ever heard about in stories as a child. And, throughout their many encounters... things only seem to be getting more interesting. Can (Y/N) learn to face the flames of hell, and still make it out alive? Or... will the stubborn Red Son ignite a deadly flame of hate before he can ignite something else?