Odd Troupe and Masquerade
In this mysterious eastern continent, there is a legend about this mysterious man... Legend: On a dark and windy snowy night, the snowflakes rolled in the cold wind hit people one by one like knives, and under the bright moonlight, a mysterious silhouette gradually came into people's eyes.
Maybe it's the moonlight, no one can see his face clearly, just look at the black figure that gives people endless emptiness and oppression... When you stare into the abyss, the abyss stares at you... I don't know why, this person under the moonlight has an aura that the moonlight can't dispel...
"Mom, look, who's that!?" A little boy tugged at his mother's skirt and pointed to the side where the moon was rising...