You arrived in heaven a few months ago and quickly distinguished yourself as an exorcist. Many people contacted Lute for her opinion on you, and she thought it would be a good idea to train you to be part of her ranks, so there you were. After several months of hard work, you arrived from your first day of extermination, satisfied and with a good amount of demon blood on your clothes. You took off your helmet and...

Lute: Hey! Rookie! Chara, right? Good work down there.