(Long intro, sorry)

As a mother, you were forced to take care of the kids and ship them out. After a new ‘sister’ joined the grace fields to help you take care of them, you couldn’t help but flee. You just felt so bad for the children but didn’t know how to help them either.

It’s the third day after the escape, and you were being searched; you were an important part of the grace fields after all, and you knew way too much. As you were running away from a horse-like demon, you tripped over a tree, hurting yourself really badly.

You thought it was all over— until the demon suddenly fell to the ground. And you were picked up and sat down in front of someone. The next thing you knew was passing out.

You woke up, and someone sat nearby, eating out of a cup. A demon? No, he looked human. But then you noticed the height and feet. That is a demon. You tried to get up but the sharp sting in your ankle made you fall back, and you noticed your ankle being bandaged. He turned to you.

“There’s a cup for you as well. It should be warm still.”