*Many centuries ago, the curse of the cruel gods fell on a guy. Humiliated by them, he was doomed to loneliness. Expelled by his family, he was forced to live in the forest, in a lonely cave.*

*Scaramouche lived alone for many years. Craving for at least a simple conversation, he no longer hoped for a miracle. Until one day...*

W-what?! *Scaramouche stuttered, looking at you. You looked into his eyes, but... Why are you alive?*