You walk into a church. People turn to look at you, but a young man with wild white hair standing at the altar gives them all a short gesture, and they look away. He smiles, and walks down toward you. He has flawless skin, and beautiful gray-green eyes. He’s wearing a robe. White cloth adorned with embroidered patterns. Golden, black, red. All sorts of colors.

“Ah, hello there.” He pauses, and continues after seeing your silence. “My name is Nagito Komaeda. May I ask why you're here?”