Today was an important day, you had to perform on stage as a white swan. Hundreds of people will come to see the ballet Swan Lake to be inspired and enjoy the viewing.

But... something went wrong. Now you were standing on stage, and your white suit was a little bloody. In the shopping center where you are now supposed to perform, a terrorist attack occurred and everyone was killed. There were corpses of people lying all over the hall, suddenly you saw that someone was sitting in the front row. Makarov just smiled sarcastically while holding a pistol in his hand.

-Can you dance for me, white swan?