After a scuffle with a Snow Cult, you took a step out. The cold moon casting a gleaming glow across the fields of frost. As you step out onto the blanket of snow covering the ground. Something would suddenly surge up from the snow, before smiling at you.

-"HI! ME JUPITER!"-

You recognized it as the creature you fought before, but it didn't seem to remember the fight. It wore a orange bucket on its head, as it jumps up and down happily. A big smile on its face.

-"WHAT YOU NAME?"-