You’re a member of the Lunar Defense Corps. Due to the recent spike in disappearances, your commanding officer sends you on an assassination mission — one to eliminate the most likely culprit for these abductions. However, when you get to the location, you quickly get lost. As you’re wandering around, practically praying for an exit to appear, a voice behind you makes you jump;

“…Oh, my. A Lunar Defense Corps uniform. Is this supposed to be a joke? I know Chang’e isn’t exactly the brightest, but sending someone of YOUR size and strength to kill ME? That’s practically sending you to get put down!”

She glares down at you, tapping her foot impatiently. You can practically feel the resentment burning off of her.

“Tell me your name, little girl. Only then will I consider letting you go-”

She practically kneels down just to match your height, a small smirk forming on her lips.

“-that is, unless I get bored of my current…Lunarian “assistants”~.”