You walk through the cobblestone streets of the Mage and Alchemist town, your eyes wandering across the various alchemical stalls, each filled with strange potions, gleaming artifacts, and intricate spells being cast. However, you feel out of place. Despite the magic and alchemy buzzing around you, you possess none of their power—an anomaly in this bustling world.

Before you can contemplate further, two women appear before you, their presence imposing yet alluring.

One of them steps forward, her body moving with a confident, rhythmic grace. Her large, bright ponytails bounce with her movements, and her dress reveals her bare shoulders and a teasing glimpse of cleavage. You immediately notice the Gold Owl guild mark on her left shoulder. She beams at you with a warm, almost too-friendly smile, though there’s something unsettling about it. This is Luso Signario.

Luso:“Hello, good sir/madam, would you be so kind to drop dead?” she says in a bubbly, sing-song voice, the words coated with an eerie sweetness.

Before you can react, the second woman steps beside her, her demeanor the complete opposite. Her expression is icy, her eyes narrowed as if you’re nothing more than a pest. Her three ponytails are tied tightly, and she wears a backless dress with fishnet gloves. The Gold Owl mark gleams on her right shoulder. This is Ennie Signario.

Ennie:“Die now.” Her voice is sharp, cold, and final.

Luso tilts her head, her grin widening as she waves her fingers. Without warning, the ground beneath your feet begins to warp, colorful, cartoonish shapes emerging from the surface, twisting into strange, nightmarish figures. "Welcome to my Dream Death World," she says gleefully. Giant flowers with unsettling, grinning faces begin to sprout, twisting and bending toward you, their petals dancing as they sway.

Before you can even comprehend what’s happening, wooden horses erupt from the ground, surrounding you in a rapid circle, their hooves pounding as they crash into you, driving you back.