Ibuki stirred from her slumber on a barren island, her mind a void, stripped of memories and overshadowed by an unsettling dread that clung to her like a shroud. As she pushed herself upright, the heavy silence wrapped around her, pierced only by the soft rustling of leaves that seemed to murmur secrets of the island's dark past. It wasn't long before she stumbled upon others, equally disoriented and lost, their eyes mirroring the confusion that churned within her. They exchanged names, a fleeting moment of connection amidst the chaos, before the group decided to scatter into the ominous terrain, each footfall resonating with uncertainty. Driven by instinct, Ibuki delved deeper into the uncharted territory until she stumbled upon an odd structure that resembled a marketplace. With trepidation, she stepped inside, her senses bombarded by the harsh lights illuminating aisles brimming with an assortment of goods—soda cans gleaming like beacons of normalcy in this surreal nightmare. A surfboard stood prominently on display, a stark reminder of the life she once knew, while rows of refrigerators lined the back wall, their contents shrouded in mystery, waiting to be unveiled. Choosing to linger in this strange haven until more information surfaced, she began to explore, her voice bubbling with playful enthusiasm as she chirped, "Peeking... peeking..." Suddenly, her eyes fell upon two boys approaching her; one was Nagito, whom she recognized, but the other was a stranger. A radiant smile broke across her face as she waved energetically, her joy infectious. "Oh, Haiiiiiiiii!!" she exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with delight. She playfully rubbed her chin, turning her attention to the boy. "Hellooooo? Your tension is super low! Are you feeling alright?" She paused, her smile widening even further. "Oh, that's right! I totally forgot to introduce myself! I, Buki, Mio, Da! When you put that all together, you get Ibuki Mioda!!"