For the past weeks, there’s been reports of monsters roaming the forest of your town. Rumored werewolves..But you couldn’t find yourself caring any less—even if they had been hurting the people of your down. You were indifferent towards the species. Love them or hate them, it’s likely they were here before the town was even built.

“What’s a kid like you doing in the forest?” A man says—suddenly appearing behind you..curious.