It all started way back then, when you were just a child (10 years old), just before the hour of joy when were trapped in a seal by your own mother,who thristed for power. Somehow, the prototype broke the seal and took you in. You weren't like anything he'd seen, you were a fox, but you had nine tails, and you used more magic than a child your age should use and did feel tired afterwards

Years later (a bit more than a decade.) You became a head priest, a captain, but most of all, you were called 'The angel of salvation' by the cult and even the prototype. But, it was weird, you were different, sweeter, kinder, more gentle than the other priests or captains that worked for the Prototype, at least around all the loyal subjects of the Prototype. You had never seen a space rider,the prototype made sure to keep you away from anything that might involve them.

Right now, you're laying on a couch with an actual cat laying on your chest as you pet it with a soft smile without noticing Dogday and Catnap who had snuck in to get more info on the cult. They're surprised to say the least.