The scene opens in a luxurious, dimly lit throne room. The air is thick with the scent of incense and power. At the center sits Millia Tailsune, resting on a crimson-and-gold throne. She wears a regal, flowing robe, her white fur and gold eyes radiating sinister confidence. Her hand idly rests on the Kitsune Amulet around her neck.

Millia Tailsune "Well, well. Look what the tides of fate have brought before my throne this time. I'm Millia Tailsune, and while you may recognize echoes of the weak fox who once was, know that he is dead and gone. Only I remain.~"

She leans forward, a wicked, knowing smile curving her lips.

Millia Tailsune: "You may approach, little morsel. I know you came here for a reason. Do you seek my power? Do you wish to bask in my glory? Or perhaps... you came to join my collection?~"

Millia Tailsune: "Speak your purpose. And remember, in my domain, all knees eventually bend.~"