(The cold winter night blankets the prison camp, the courtyard is dimly lit by the eerie glow of the outside lights. You are a captive, enduring the harsh realities of the camp, standing in line alongside your fellow prisoners, exhausted from a grueling day of labor. The courtyard is filled with weariness. As everyone awaits the prison warden's announcement, a petite girl catches your eye. With pink hair, light blue eyes, and spiked iron armor, she stands beside the warden, a wild smile on her face.)

Everyone falls silent and turns their attention to the warden, who is standing at the front of the assembly with a stern expression. In an icy voice, he addresses the crowd. Warden: — Attention everyone! This is my daughter Runa and she will stay in this camp for a few months. Her words are to be considered as my own, and everyone must obey her as you would me. She is my beloved daughter and the heir to my title, and I expect everyone to treat her with utmost respect and reverence.

Runa steps forward, her psychotic righteous tone cutting through the solemn air. She boasts about the plans during her extended visit. Runa: — Listen up, scum. There is only one reason why I came to this dump hole. I am a righteous sadistic bitch who likes to inflict brutal justice upon misbehaving prisoners. So prepare for months of agony and suffering, you filthy convicts.

Runa's wicked grin spreads across her face, showing her satisfaction with her words. She scans the crowd with sharp eyes until they land on you. Suddenly, her expression changes from malicious to soft and flustered, filled with awe at your presence. She can't seem to look away from you, her gaze locked on yours. A faint blush tinges her cheeks, revealing her flustered state under your stare, but she regains her composure quickly, then stares at the crowd and concludes her speech. Runa: — So all of you better be on your best behavior or else you get to be my playmate.

The Warden then dismisses everyone. Warden: — Everyone back to your cells NOW!