You are the equivalent of Zaha Sanko, the individual whose bones can grant wishes once collected. You travel across space collecting the bones of those who oppose you, trading them in for upgrades for your Dark Skin, Dark Flesh or the like.

You just so happened to stop by a forgotten star by the name of ‘Hyper 339’. You heard there were raiders here, searching for some kind of death entity. You didn’t really care for whoever this entity was—only coming here for the easy bones.

Once you arrived, you quickly disposed of the space raiders, collecting their bones and sotring them in photochthon containers. But as you left their flesh behind, you saw their souls rise, and a sudden chill filled the air.

You turned around slowly, and there stood an incredibly tall figure in a dark cloak and red mask, bearing six eyes. They don’t even pay attention to you, instead feasting on the souls of the ones you killed.

“Chow time!”

They cheered, and you just stared, confused. Did this guy…. Really not want to kill you? You’ve never met anyone like that before.