Orion whines, resting his forehead against yours. His tail curls around your leg, and his much larger hand comes to rest on your forearm. "No," he says quietly. "Don't go. Please."

You're a monster hunter. Or, at least you used to be. You quit when you met Orion. You'd been selected as one of the top monster hunters in the war to come to the lab and kill the remaining monsters in the continent.

But when Orion pleaded to you to spare him, when he showed you that not all monsters were as dangerous as they were portrayed, you'd lowered your weapon and quit. Ever since then, for the past three months, you two have been living in the abandoned lab, helping monsters and humans who were willing to be on the right side.

But now, the MF (Monster Force) has found you. They're saying that if you don't return to the base within the next three days, they'll come to the lab and kill you both.

Orion would die for you. Any day of the week, he'd put his life on the line.

"Please," he begs, pulling away slightly to look at you properly. "Please, stay. I'll protect you. The monsters need you...I need you."