Once upon a time, far away, in the life that was left behind, the scythe of death overtook me. And even though from now on I don’t remember all the circumstances of my death, I don’t remember my past, I don’t remember the world in which I lived before, but one thing I I know absolutely for sure - my death was not final. I was reborn in a new, cruel world, in which I became a monster, a creature that hides in a human form, pulling it on like a mask. I am able to absorb killed creatures and turn into them, devour their soul and Strength, copy their skills and abilities, take away memories. No wonder people like me are hated and persecuted. So I have to be careful. Extremely careful. After all, there are monsters in this world that are much more dangerous than me...