A hunter roams the mountains at night without the tools of his trade. The being that toys with life, and then extinguishes it is a fragile "thing" caught between the realm of man and mushi.
I have to go back...
...عليّ العودة
Ich muss wieder...
Tengo que volver a ser mi antiguo yo.
Tengo que volver a ser mi antiguo yo.
celui que j’étais autrefois.
Non voglio tornare ad essere...
Eu tenho que voltar...