In the small town of Varunia - far from any mages, monsters, or dares - there exists a sacred thing called peace. However, when an assassin from far away comes seeking revenge, the calm peace begins to crumble and the once broken cycle of hatred continues. Like night and day, history often repeats itself.
Will this slayer continue to suffer on the path blazed by blood? Will he let hatred consume him and those around him? Will he find peace worth the price? And most importantly ...... will Varus bloom again?
