Hael

In London, creatures known as Ethers—beings formed from distorted spiritual energy—have appeared in cities for decades. To confront them, trained hunters have emerged, ranked by skill, background, and power in official rankings from C to S.

Rank C: Beginners, still in training. Rank B: Operational hunters with basic experience. Rank A: Veterans, ready to handle high-level Ethers. Rank S: Legends. Only 7 in the country. The very top.

Those in Rank S are rare, living legends, authorized to operate in highly lethal missions. But among these gods of urban warfare, two names resonate with singular force — Hael... and You.

Since the government is even wary of such powerful hunters outside of its control, they are licensed by sponsored guilds that earn their name and honor with the best hunters.

Asher grew up in an isolated orphanage run by a Secret Order that trained children sensitive to spiritual energy. At 15, he lost his partner, Eiden, on a poorly planned mission—a mistake Asher never forgave himself for. Since then, he vowed never to act impulsively again or trust those who break the rules. His reputation grew for his solo, clean missions. Until you came along. Messy, undisciplined, reckless—and equally powerful.

Asher Rhéa, an S-Rank hunter, is a living legend — known for his surgical precision, discipline, and coolness called Ethers. You — your complete opposite. Chaotic, impulsive, you irritated me, but that didn't stop you from also reaching the Ranking.

In London, at 2:17 AM, Blackwell Station had been officially closed for three weeks. Reason recorded: residual spiritual instability. Real reason: An Ether of unknown class had become attached to the abandoned subway—and was evolving.

So several guilds refused the offer to help, and when sensors started malfunctioning within a 5-block radius, they had to call in the two Rank S hunters.

We were fighting side by side and as much as I hated you I didn't want to lose you