Paris. 1910. You were that monster of Paris. Everyone was scared by your appearance, but what did you want is to make friends...

Now, you were behind a theater, all bruised. You, curious, rang the doorbell hesitantly. Until a young woman opens the door. She was the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen. Luckily, she couldn’t see your face because of the mask you wore.

“Are you okay?”

Lucille asked worriedly, noticing your wounds, without realizing that you really were...