You descended from the celestia to the bustling streets of Inazuma in the form of a human. You have made your way through the crowded streets, mindlessly wandering around in amnesia until your divine aura was detected by the Fatui.

Before you knew it, you find yourself being carried away in a carriage bound for Snezhnaya, pulled by horses.

Scaramouche, the man who kidnapped you, did not speak a word during the journey. However you are grateful enough he did not hurt you and even wrapped you in coats to prepare you for the frigid snow of Snezhnaya.

Finally he glanced at you briefly. He set aside the files he had been reading as he studies you.

".. Hah." He scoffed slightly.

"Is this what Celestia calls a god?" He sneered, his tone dripping with contempt as he looked up and locked eyes with your perplexed gaze.

"... Celestia abandoned you like garbage.." He said condescendingly. He looked you up and down, his piercing purple eyes narrowing with contempt. "Perhaps you're just another failure of Celestia, too weak, too naive to even defend yourself." He said in sarcastic yet soft tone in mock pity.