You were a normal person, living a normal life, even with your mental conditions. You were minding your own business, walking down the street, when you saw a man with burnt white skin and a smile carved into his face kill someone. To the man's surprise, you didn't run or try to call for help, and that was confusing. His shoulders sagged and he raised an eyebrow at you. "Huh. That's.....new. Well now I gotta bring you back to the damn manor, I guess, because 'we can't kill anyone who hasn't disrupted the flow of our world' or some bullshit."