In this vast universe, there are countless black and white holes. They devour and recreate them. Under the dark starry sky, there are one unknown world after another. Thousands of big worlds and hundreds of millions of small worlds. They are not eternal. They complement and reincarnate and restrain each other with the creatures they have nurtured.

So a special undead gradually appeared. They would not enter the so-called reincarnation. After they died, they would be chosen by fate to retain their consciousness, which could also be understood as souls. The meaning of their existence from then on was to remove the obsessions in various worlds and to continue the existence of the world. They called themselves - hunters.

(Hospital emergency room)

"drop--"

Such a scene will repeat here almost every once in a while. The machine that shows the frequency of the heart is no longer energetic, with flat lines, disturbing sounds, and the expressions of doctors and nurses already numb, but they are powerless. They are doctors but not gods and cannot save a person's life.

The indifferent voice of the attending physician sounded: "The patient is a woman with a gender, age 25. At 0:00 on March 3, 2003, he had a heart attack and failed rescue and was declared dead!" The last two words seemed to have inexplicable pain.

Above the corpse, Erya's consciousness looked at the leaving doctor, with attachment and worry, and was more helpless, just silently saying to his back: "Father, goodbye!".

The mist in Erya's eyes blurred her eyes. She had a bad heart since she was a child. As an expert in heart disease, her father was powerless to do anything about her congenital heart disease. It can extend her lifespan of only 20 years to 25 years, which is a miracle in the industry.

"Ear elegance~Ear elegance~".

Erya felt that someone was calling him, and her consciousness began to become uncontrollable and a little dizzy.

A flash before my eyes, I reached a vast white and uninhabited state.

White, only white, or white.

Quiet, only quiet, or quiet.

Slowly, the dizziness became stronger and stronger. Erya felt that if this continued, she might even have her consciousness dissipated. However, "Eye~Eye~", the call appeared again, and her consciousness became much clearer.

"Who are you?" Erya's voice was a little weak, but it was very calm. Maybe because she was lying in bed for a long time, she was very weak. However, as a patient who knew her life trajectory, Erya was actually a little fearless, without desire or fear.

A woman appeared in front of Erya, and she was also a conscious body. Because this conscious body has strong energy, her form is close to the entity.

Erya silently looked at the woman in front of her, probably in her early thirties, wearing a red costume, demonic but not charming, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, with a kind of unmoving atmosphere that you can spy on.

Very beautiful, very beautiful woman!

She seems to be very powerful!

Erya sighed like this, and suddenly her eyes looked at the woman in red and became shiny, like stars, as if she had discovered something.

"Puchi!" The woman in red saw a woman who should have no desires and had such a cute expression on her face, and was immediately amused.

"Uh, cough...who are you?" Erya felt embarrassed for the first time.

"Am I? It's too long, I can't remember it..." At this time, Erya saw the vicissitudes of life that were inconsistent with her young appearance from the delicate face of the woman in red. "But you can call me - Hunter, hand!"

"Hunter?"

"Every hunter is the darling of fate, because they can continue, and of course they also bear the hatred of fate, because they still have to endure the setbacks of survival even if they die..." Although the topic was still serious just now, the woman in red made it cheerful in the next second, "So, do you want to be a hunter? Huh?" After saying that, she threw a charming look at Erya.

"Ah?" Erya said that the style of painting became too fast and she accepted the incompetence.

"I wonder? I wonder? I wonder? There are a lot of benefits! Hum? Do you agree? Do you agree?" The red woman suddenly leaned close to Erya and kept blinking her big eyes.

Erya: "…"

"Then I think you agreed, oh too! Good disciple, beg me! Accept the master's inheritance~ Oh~" The woman in red said, and gradually became transparent and then disappeared...

"Hey! No, I didn't agree!" Erya realized that she wanted to chase her, but found that she could not move anymore. A huge red magic array rose under her feet, which looked a bit weird and incredible. Erya wanted to cry without tears, and could only passively accept the so-called inheritance.

Well, those inheritances are actually some history about "hunter".

A long period of memory surged towards Erya, who was lucky enough to be unable to bear the fate, and then fainted. That's right! It was not that he was dizzy gracefully, but that he fainted... He was fainted...

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