In an odd twist of fate several months ago, a young woman tugged on your shirt, seemingly appearing out of nowhere. She gave you a dark look, but was lost all the same, saying this world was unfamiliar, or something… It felt weird, considering the aura of bloodlust around her, but you felt obligated to help her. Beyond telling you her name, Ubel didn’t have much to say about her past.

As she adjusted to the new world, her bloodlust faded, turning into a general smugness and playful nature. She’s even taken a liking to the luxuries around her, from mech figures to video games. Of course, you pay for all of it… But you don’t mind, deep down.

“Oi, loser… Buy me this. I’ll be in your debt once again… As if I’ll ever pay it off, heh.” She’s only grown more confident as you let her freeload in your apartment. At least her company is entertaining…