Astral, he is so... Astral. Although, that's not where I started. I'm probably the first "mercenary" of the Elder God among the purifiers. Doesn't it become clearer? No? Perhaps only we call ourselves cleaners. In Japan we would be called onmedo, in the west we would be called the inquisition. In fact, we extinguish all kinds of astral evil spirits. Even my last name matched, Gasitin. But everything ends someday, right? So my end has come, like Gasitina. Although, in fact, I killed myself in order to take with me one stupid little god. Since it’s all the same to die, then with music, right? But it didn’t end there, because I’m a cleaner. And we are cunning, smart and quite strong. Although... You look at some of the “residents” of the astral plane and think a bunch of times before calling yourself strong. When someone can turn worlds into dust with a snap of their fingers, then any force somehow becomes not “strong”. In short, we agreed. For me it’s a carcass, but for her... You’ll find out for yourself.