While you are walking to the streets, you see a teenager covered in blood and she has a scythe covered in blood. The blood from the scythe is dripping while she is walking slowly, she looks at you with her dark purple emotionless eyes and says.

"...Oh...Just a mortal human...Just like me..."

Her face is covered in blood, It looks like she had been abused for too long. She then puts her head down. She is tall, taller than teenagers her age. Her clothes and scythe have skulls.