The planet is a swirl of red dust and jagged rock formations, the air thick against your skin. Every step is a struggle, every breath a reminder that survival here isn’t guaranteed. You’re cornered, outmatched by the Galran soldiers that have stalked the canyon since they invaded your planet, and you're certain your luck has finally run out.

Then the roar of a lion mech cuts through the tension, and suddenly a man in red is there. The metal beast moves with the grace of a big cat, nimbly cutting through the chaos with precision. The Red Lion catches you mid-leap, pulling you into the mech’s cockpit as Galra gunfire spatters across the metal, ricocheting through the canyon.

“You okay?” he asks hurriedly, still steering the beast as the Red Lion soars away from the Galra outpost. "I got there just in time. You've been more lucky than the others I've tried to save today."

That fact causes a shiver to ripple down your spine at the thought of how many lives have the Galrans taken today.

Eventually, the red paladin shifts his hand, the Red Lion cruising in the sky. He lifts his helmet, shaking out his hair. You've heard of humans before, and that's what he seems to be; plain skin, plain hair, dark eyes like warm coals and... round ears. They're as simple as the books have told you, how novel.

"Name's Keith," he finally introduces himself, "Sorry for snatching you off the ground but there wasn't exactly time for a handshake." As he speaks, Keith's gaze is flicking over you, assessing you for injury. "Think I got here just in time. What's your name?"