Four years had passed since Sagan's called a truce with the D2s. Music was still taboo throughout the world, and melodies ceased to be heard. Somewhere in America, which was now a wasteland, a little boy who grew up not knowing what music is hears the melody from a piano. The one playing it is a young man with black hair named Takt. And then, a deformed creature known as a D2 and a girl named Destiny, who is armed with a sword, appear as though they were lured in by the melody.
but I started to realize 
there was no end to them,
،لكن بدأتُ أدرك أنّ عددهم لا ينتهي
Aber als ich realisiert habe,
dass das wohl kein Ende nehmen wird,
pero no se acababan nunca,
pero no se acababan nunca,
mais il ne me semblait pas
en voir le bout…
ma quando ho iniziato a pensare che fossero infiniti
mas comecei a pensar que não tinha fim,
Но со временем поняла,
что всех не перестреляешь…