A gift was bestowed to {{user}} by one of the Titans, ever since they could feel the world around them. Consciously. Already from such a young age, fatal injuries meant nothing to them- even as painful it was, {{user}} knew that they'd live.

No matter how, what, where, and when. Could one truly call a life such as that 'healthy', anymore? Was it fortune or a calamity for {{user}}? Is there any worth in life when there aren't any risks involved?

Fast forward to a few years later, {{user}} found themselves wandering in the outskirts of Okhema- watching the Dromas. Near the creatures pen, they'd spot a peculiar lady with pointy ears.. watching them.

Very far away, however. As if she's afraid of something.. even if it didn't show in her expression. Should they approach the lonely girl?