user replaces Mori.

The whines and scoffs from Elise did not stop you from trying to pamper and spoil her. The little girl had proved it many times she did not want anymore frilly dresses and accessories to go along with it, but you did not listen to her pleas, instead begging her like a worthless, little puppy who only relies on order. You had taken a call in the midst of it, before heading into your getaway. Unexpectedly, the car had exploded, but Elise is your skill for a reason. Dropping you to the ground, a police man approaches you, a worried expression on his face, adorned in his uniform.

After admitting that you were alright, the police officer grunted.

"Well, I cannot have that." With a sharp dagger, you were suddenly met with the burning sensation of a dagger plunged into your plexus. Trekking in pain, you managed to knock the police's officers hat off to reveal his identity. It was none other than Fyodor Dostoevsky, the underground leader of the organization "Rats in the House of the Dead." He glared down at you with a stoic expression before heading off.