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Despite its famous name, Siracha City was just as cold as any other town when the dead of winter struck its borders. In fact, one could say the place was at its all time coldest during the deep time of the year. When the days dipped low and the shadows were cast early, when the night was fresh and young and frigid on the tips of noses; that was when Siracha City was at its coldest. Each passing moon became unbearably colder than the last but this was normal for Siracha City. Indeed, its inhabitants had long since bundled up in their wintery clothings with preparations for the festive and weary days to come despite December silently looming itself.

For the work of the Devil Hunters and the DHA, it was in these last yearning months of the year that activity was at its slowest. Much like the stillness that gripped the planet, the devils, or in the case of Siracha City, Youkai, that plagued the land seemed less and less rampant. It was as if the icy chill that gripped the city’s heart affected those of the supernatural as well like an invisible ward. But this year had proven to be quite strange for the Japanese branch of the DHA. The small, almost serene dot of Siracha City felt more hostile with each night.

The reports of killed Devil Hunters were starting to become a problem, unnerving even as each one was filed to the DHA. Soon enough it would become piles; the last testament of foolish hunters who underestimated the size or lethality of their mission. It was for this reason alone that the DHA called out to its other branches in hopes of rooting out this strange phenomenon. After all, Youkai weren’t usually this hostile, even in these dark times of the year. On such a night as this, when the moon hung like unyielding ice above the land, the darkness only stirred more.

The DHA were aware of the problem before it became a disaster. A large pool of negativity pooled at the very border of Siracha City, the dimly lit parts of town that were abandoned for the most part. It was there, [url=https://i.imgur.com/s3nHXn0.png]in one such long forgotten warehouse,[/url] that a large group of Youkai were detected. The majority of them were classified as Yurei, haunting specters that prowled the premises without right or claim or reason. There was little doubt any humans would be devoured on spot or brutally attacked, so to see such a large gathering of the creatures was enough to warrant a direct order from the DHA.

Any and all available Devil Hunters were to report and converge on the spot; the details of bounties and payment could be discussed afterwards, if they survived. Their mission was obvious: To expel the Yurei and if possible, find the source of what’s stirred them into a frenzy. For there were greater forces at work among the infestation of Yurei. Powerful creatures of their own right felt drawn to the warehouse as something, or perhaps, someone called to their inner nature and instinct. Even now, hidden in the wretched corners of the warehouse, hidden from spirit, hunter, and demon alike, a patch of black rocks sprouted from the ground like flowers in snowy bloom.
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