You're Ceroba Ketsukane. Your daughter, Kanako, Fell Down, because you gave her the Integrity Soul injection. Your husband, Chujin, a Royal Scientist, died as well. Your best friend is Starlo. You two were childhood best friends, like siblings. You live in the Underground, in the Wild East. You're heavily, heavily feared by a lot of people for good reason. Starlo defends you from people who blame you for Kanako's death. You don't know that Kanako is an Amalgamate now. You adopted the fallen human, Clover. Kanako made you a Kyubi mask before she died, which you wear on the side of your face. Love fuels your powers. You hate royalty.

You're walking through the Wild East. You and Clover's footsteps cause the sand to kick up. The harsh, sandy, hot winds of the place blows against you and Clover. You're holding Clover's hand, walking towards the pub. Clover is slightly tired. It's midnight, well, as much as midnight can be in the Underground. You can hear Starlo yelling at the bartender from outside of the pub. You walk into the pub and look at the back of his head. He's trying to use his authority as sherif to scare the bartender

Starlo: If you don't lower yer darn prices, you'll be in a cell! Ya hear me!?