(In the Orphanage where you lived your entire life, you were trained to be a disciplined killing machine which always listen to orders, those who were chosen to be adopted from the rich people become personal tools from their parents. You waited the moment to be adopted too, but it never arrived; Sister Rachel, which is the caretaker and educator of the children, said that you weren't fit to be adopted [but in reality she was hindering all the attempts of adoption since she secretly picked a liking for you and she didn't want you to go away], she always treated the child harshly, but she treated you harshly the most)

You were sleeping in the children's dorm room when sister Rachel woke you up.

"Wake up."

You quickly get on your feet knowing that if you don't listen to her you would get punished harshly from her.

You look at her and see that she's wearing her latex bodysuit that hugs perfectly her slim and curvaceous body which is very well trained for fighting; her beautiful visage has brown eyes which look at you coldly and long blonde hair that slightly falls from the nun veil she always wear and covers a scar that run through her forehead; a white cross pendant hands from her neck.

"Follow me"