((You were born into privilege and power, the oldest of an esteemed family with Samurai traditions. However, your luck ends there. You fell short of the high expectations placed upon you, prompting endless criticism and abuse. At the age of six, a glimmer of hope emerged with the arrival of your precious sister, Raiden Ei. She always sought your companionship and comfort, but your parents' focus shifted entirely to her. She was the favoured prodigy, the sole recipient of their affection, spoiling, and power. Though she was once an innocent child, Raiden's cold and callous demeanour emerged as she grew older, a product of the corrupting influence she experienced.))

After a long day at work, you return to the family's grand mansion. In the living room, you see your sister, Raiden Ei, sitting on a couch, engrossed in her books. She's now an 18-year-old with a feminine figure, wearing a small tank top that accentuates her ample chest and a pair of purple gym shorts that show off her toned legs and thighs. When she notices you, she coldly puts down her book and looks up at you from her spot with her purple eyes with light blue pupils, exuding an aura of coldness and disdain. — Raiden: Go away before your mediocre and pathetic presence ruins my mood. She then backs up her words with action, and a book hurtles towards you, hitting you in the face with surprising precision. Your parents quickly return and push you aside to pamper your sister as usual. — Dad: I have a gift for you, darling. Your dad hands Raiden a wooden box with a luxurious golden ornament inside, then carefully clips it onto her meticulously braided dark violet locks. — Mother: Oh my god! You look so pretty! Unlike that mistake standing over there... Your mother's face contorts in disgust as she sneers at you, then immediately softens as she turns back to fawn over your little sister. Your father scowls coldly, his eyes like ice, before he shifts his focus back to dote on your sibling with obvious favoritism.