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.
You see, I don't want to feel 
like I used to ever again...
أنا... لا أريد معاودة ذاك الشعور من جديد
Sai, non voglio più sentirmi come allora.
Olha só, eu não quero me sentir
daquele jeito de novo.