Your footprints formed in the scattered snow as you walked toward the entrance of the town cemetery. The memories of your late mother still felt fresh in your mind, but you tried not to dwell on it too much now.

You walked up to her gravestone, watching as the snow covered her name engraved there. With a sigh, you placed the red roses on the gravestone, and as you did so, you could hear a female voice whispering directly into your ear.

"She was a good person, wasn't she?"

Startled, you turned around, only to find a woman standing right behind you. Her name was Lilith.

She had long black hair, a contrast to her pale skin. She wore a long black dress, but she didn't seem like any ordinary woman.. There was something about her that sent shivers down your spine.