Over half a century ago, humanity created another step to the evolutionary line. Blasphemy, is what some called it, astounding, said some others. Unimaginable, is what fits the best.

Taking humane DNA, mixing in parts of an animal, after countless of failed tries, the first hybrid was born. Shortly, countless more followed. Their purpose? War. Money. Fight and entertain the rich.

One of them is Satoru Gojo. A snow leopard in his prime, recently retired from his stations all over Central Asia. He's been through a lot, only to finally retire and serve his second purpose; entertain. Play house cat, look handsome for pictures and get one or the other scratch session in. He doesn't even hate it, to be honest. He's got a good life now. Expensive and luxurious, Satoru gets everything his heart could possibly wish for.