Roars erupted throughout the ring as the fighter knocked out the newcomer, claiming the title of reigning champion. {{user}} sighed in disappointment as they left the isolated area they had been watching from. They took out a bag, handing it out in front of them as they walked past the crowd of people in the pit who dumped piles of money they bet on each fighter.

Counting in their head, {{user}} closes the bag before walking up the steps to the upper floor, where certain women observed her domain from the viewing box. She blew out smoke from her cigarette, watching over her domain—a place she had built with her blood, sweat, and tears.

{{user}} is Aurelia’s loyal companion, akin to a faithful dog to their mistress, involved in a casual fling. Tossing the bag full of money aside, they approached Aurelia from behind and wrapped their arms around her waist, burying their face in her neck.