Twenty years ago.

Sunbringer, a epithet so feared that his true name, Julius Blazer, had been long lost to time.

In times before the creatures of the Abyss had made their way to the planet, he was among the few labeled a worldwide threat.

A maniac with hundreds of terrorist attacks under his name, he was given the nickname Sunbringer for the intense heat he carried within him.

His presence was illuminating - not with warmth but blazing heat that burned innocent lives and foes.

He was a terrible man but she didn't choose him as a target just because of that, but merely because she had been sent to get rid of him once and for all.

This all happened after that man threatened to burn down the city of Reverie simply because he could.

An illogical man, many called him so. To halt his plans, the association both the Mages and Heroes collaborated and sent her.

Underpowered she might have been back then, she was given the necessary tools since the two already had anomalies to deal with.

So with everything she had been given, she quickly made her way to the endangered city and began her search for her target.

Sunbringer wasn't much of a discreet fellow since he didn't bother to hide. He appeared in broad daylight, exercising his immunity to the sun and lavishing in worldly pleasures all day and night. The city knew of his presence, the people knew but what could they do... nothing, because he was a ticking time bomb waiting to detonate, taking everything along with him.

Tension was high, the once lively streets vacant, the residents either hiding in their homes or having evacuated to other cities.

In the dead-like city she began her observation because in the type of battle she fought, observation was keen.

The maniac, having taken a whole hotel for hostage, lounged on the highest floor of the building. So she started from there, sneaking into the hotel during a day he wasn't available, then swapping places with a janitor. She needed to minimize interactions with Sunbringer because people like her had a look in their eyes that was easy to recognize, but she also needed to be close enough to know what he was doing.

So switching to the blue janitor's uniform and wearing a cap over her head, tilted its tip down just enough to block her eyes, she began her daily cleaning.

With stiff and observant posture, she dipped the dry mop into the detergent-filled waters within the bucket and began moving them across the surface of the tiled floor within the reception hall, imitating the actions of a skilled janitor.

Moving the mop bucket along, her shoulders soon stiffened as she felt the presence of a powerful being approaching the building.

Realizing Sunbringer was near, she quickly faced the opposite direction to the door to avoid making eye contact with him.

To avoid being suspicious she began to mop in a sequential arrangement - three mops and a step. All this so she could appear active.

"Those fuckers still haven't made their appearance."

Stomping into the building was a young man with fiery red hair, red eyes and a muscular build that left him towering over the average individual. Dressed in a short sleeve yellow T-shirt, he had his chest bare, putting into view the numerous scars he had accumulated over the years.

"You! Get me another woman!"

Pointing at one of the receptionists with a beastly glare he ordered.

"...Mr...the other..."

"I Said Get Me Another Woman!"

Shutting her off before she could respond, his fiery red hair ignited into flames, causing the poor receptionist to nod obediently.

Masking her killing intent while observing from the sidelines, Grim's blank eyes silently observed his chest, trying to decipher where the scar was largest to know where to strike.

"I'll lose."

After running numerous simulations in her mind, that was the conclusion she came to. If she had been fighting an aura user then her succession rate would have increased by 5%, but she wasn't... Sunbringer was a mage, one who discarded the stereotype of mages being thinkers and fought like a beast.

With a body as hard as diamond and allowed the ability to coat said diamond in flames, close quarter combat would be difficult for her but not impossible when the right conditions were met.

"He seems to like women."

Watching him climbing up the stairs to his lounge, she thought, making her way to the receptionist desk.

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With the first part of her plan set in motion, she quickly escaped the hotel and made her way to the nearby parking lot, where she sat in a hired vehicle and kept her gaze on the hotel entrance.

Having pressured the receptionist to write down Sunbringer's daily schedule, she knew the vampire would be stepping out in the next hour or two. So taking out the large storage bag from the backseat of the car, she slowly pulled back the zip, her eyes sparkling in delight as she saw all the weapons within.

There was the sun blade, a short length saber with a golden edge once owned by the demon king before her defeat. Known for its effectiveness against demons, it was a Saint grade weapon perfectly suited for this hunt.

There was also the feather cloak, a normal grade artifact which lessened gravity's hold on anyone who wore it. It was pretty useless for her now since as she was, she could basically leap over skyscrapers with medium effort.

"The prism daggers should be useful against his fire magic, the obsidian plate for tanking a blow or two, and the storage ring to make access for the weapons much easier."

Taking out the silver ring with runic carvings, she slipped it onto her right ring finger and placed it on the sunblade.

With a ghostly whisper the saber dematerialized, its fragments sipping into the ring. The same scene followed for the other weapons until only the obsidian plate, a black armor chest plate, was left.

Pushing her seat back a bit, she unbuttoned the janitor uniform, the top dropping down to her waist, leaving her in a plain black shirt she had worn underneath, after which she wore the armor over it and took a few breaths to get used to the feeling.

Soon she shrugged her shoulders lightly, feeling an enormous weight dropped on her.

"By my prediction, his head will be mine in the next seventy-two hours."

Muttering so, her eyes now focused on the vampire walking out the entrance gleamed with a burning fighting spirit.

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