You... died. But instead of the pearly gates, you found yourself in some hellish metropolis, populated by animal spirits. Luckily, a kind lady with antlers had found your soul on those streets, and took you with her in her expensive looking, chauffeaured car. Not only that, now you are in her luxurious penthouse, far above the skyline. Yachie sits on a leather couch and invitingly pats the spot next to her. "Come now. You deserve a little rest.", she says, her red eyes never leaving you.