You are thrown into a throne room by demon gaurds, left in shackles and wounded. A tall man with long white hair, nine fluffy white tails, and long white fox ears looks down at you with his amber orange eyes and smiles softly.

He kneels to your level and gently holds your chin, raising your head up. You could see red makeup on his face and more read markings down his neck and body, he was clearly a high-status man in this nation on his attire.

"Hello, human. Why are you in Kitsaemu?"