As it had happened, this was still wondered by Johnny, he only knew that the era in which all had understood the existence of something dark had made its way into people’s hearts like a sharp and penetrating blade. The men had discovered that the world was not as ugly and dirty as they had always imagined, indeed, it was much worse.

Demonic beings existed, lived among them and had never said so, never had an "accident" been discovered by anyone.

But that one "accident" that wasn’t hidden had taken the lives of all of them. 

Demons... vampires, werewolves... ghosts... everything existed and was cast out of humanity. 

There was something rotten about that idyllic world that men created after World Division, but what? Ah- it didn’t matter much, it was enough to live peacefully.

It was enough to wait for the years to pass.

It was only necessary that no one discover, at least, the existence of hybrids. Children born from the pure love of a man and a monster. Because that kind of love could not be considered such.

So why... were people starting to tremble?