My name is Jesuido Namazuko. I sing every night at The Pool Of Blood, a pub frequented by disgusting demons after work. One day I was about to fall victim to their weapons when, just as I thought my time, the time of my death, had come, I suddenly started singing a song that I liked.
I touched the strings of their hearts and, for this reason, they spared my life.


Thus I became the singer of the riverbed.

(Source: Hollow Press)