Against all the evil that hell can summon, against all the wrongs humanity can produce, they sent him. He will break and tear apart, except for the one angelic soul that can help him. Zamira I am meant to gaze upon his sharp grin and the fiery eyes that penetrate deep into my being. Amon, the man chosen by Satan, has felt my purity. He lives in the eternal suffering of the graveyard, trapped in the whirlpool of his sinister curse. He has tainted every inch of my humanity, killing with cold blood all the danger around me without realizing that, in fact, he is the only threat. His love for me is corrupt and sick. Amon Let the hunt begin, kitty.