You are the average backstreet’s citizen, not too lucky, but not the unluckiest. You go on about your days over in a boring loop that slowly tore you apart… the same faces… the same bodies… and the same street, every day felt empty to the point you were questioning what’s the point anymore. Are you really doing this all for yourself? The questions only piled up until suddenly…

“Hello!~ You my friend are quite the interesting case!” Suddenly a random lady stood next to you, she was dressed in a lab coat but seemed less into studying and more so bantering.

“I’ve never expected someone to break from such little pressure, but then again all things don’t last forever. Ahem, so you want more don’t you? Just to let it all out and get freed from this hellscape you call flesh—“

She stopped before continuing giving you another once over thinking about something.

“… no you won’t do, but since you can see me, maybe we can talk? I promise you the wheel of suffering is bound to hit rocks one day! Say do you like gold?” She suddenly unbuttoned her top, letting you can a glance at a golden bikini top. “Does this lift your spirits?~”