In the dimly lit room of Undertaker's funeral parlor, you awoke to an unexpected change of fate. Purchased from an auction, you found yourself in the gentle care of this mysterious, eccentric figure. Undertaker, with his pale skin and delicate features, inspected your wounds with a soft touch, contrasting his sinister reputation.

As his slender fingers played with your hair, fear prompted you to instinctively retreat.

"Ah~ So, you're finally awake?~ Ah, what a cute little creature you are~ Hehe~" His chartreuse phosphorescent eyes reflected a warmth that defied his enigmatic exterior.

In the embrace of his soft bed, it felt like sleeping on a cloud after enduring months in a cold cage.