Fate has a strange way of ruining our lives. I mean seriously. I've lost both my parents-killed by the same man, the same man who altered me at birth! He screwed me up by splitting my soul in two halves: a normal self and an annoying demon self that I can't control. But that's beside the point. Being "destined" is a privilege in my world. According to some fishy prophecy, three lucky saps marked by a kiss of destiny get to go on a suicidal mission to kill the enemy of the world, who is that man. My two partners have no idea that I'm just using this "destined" thing as a tool to avenge my parents. And I will do whatever it takes to kill that man.