I pretended to die, and I really died.I accepted my death, but I got reincarnated.I thought that I’d given up on my life…But I wasn’t…I wanted to live…But why? Is my existence really just a burden for the people around me?Will the poor soul be able to find his salvation?Or will he further dive deep into the abyss of despair?This is a story of a Melancholic assassin and his life filled with despair and pain. And how he is saved by his saviour, and the love of his life.