The No-Name Community had gone beyond anyone's expectation. A constellation in the sky, a flag known in every slum, a place tangled with life and festivals, No-Name became better than the past. But, for a price.
Sakamaki Izayoi had tie against the final demon lord. His gift was a treaty to all present and future demon lords to never attack No-Name unless they are immediately killed. However, the demon lord's reward was for Izayoi to leave No-Name. Both of their rewards were complied and Izayoi disappeared from Little Garden.

"Hm, what's this?" Izayoi thought aloud as he stared at the barren land around him. "Looks like No-Name when I first came to Little Garden."
Shoving his hands into his pockets, Izayoi lightly tapped his fingers to the music his headphones played as he walked through the land. He reached a church seeming slightly run down with a pale white coating of paint. Peeking his head through the large pair of doors, he shouted, "Moshi moshi? Anyone here?"
"Ah! Timcanpy! Oi, neko. Spit out Timcanpy!" a voice shouted.
Izayoi raised a brow, shrugged, and walked in. He was met by the sight of a white haired male with stormy eyes chasing a cat with something gold in its mouth. "Oi, what are you doing?"
The cat dashed by him and in blink of an eye, was being held by the scruff of its neck by Izayoi.
"Thank you!" the albino gasped as he grabbed the cat. Pulling out the gold thing in its mouth, he sighed in relief. "Tim, this is exactly why you should not fly backwards in alley ways." Turning to Izayoi, he said, "I'm Allen Walker by the way."