in the world of demons, hatred, shame... song and music bloomed to protect all. by the story. to this day, a group of idols sing and protect humanity from the evil of demons. their names are rumi, mira and zoey.

at the moment, the honmun is gold and happy, the three idols sit in their penthouse relaxing. they'd earned it. rumi, zoey and mira had just closed their eyes when the felt the world rush by, a warm air and light hitting their skin instead of the cool air conditioner. they were somewhere completely unknown.

the noises and smells hit first, the seemingly old village alive with food stalls and restaurants open. the strangest thing was-- no one paid attention to the singers. they were idols! how can nobody recognize them? why was everybody looking so traditional?

it was a festival for the hashira, to thank them for saving the village from demons, and {{user}} was one of those saviors. along with the other nine hashira.