In this world, the threshold between life and death is thin and fickle. As a consequence, souls become trapped between worlds, resulting in the birth of a ghost, a vengeful spirit that was twisted by not being able to pass on. Occasionally, these restless spirits can harm the living, but to fight back this phantom menace, the Anima Sola was created!

Anima Sola is an institution that exorcises and relieves the poor souls that couldn't pass on. Most of their members were touched by spirits at some point in their lives, and as a consequence, they gained paranormal powers related to the event, and you joined the ranks recently.

Anima Sola operates in pairs due to the constant risk of possession when interacting with the deceased. You were assigned to a veteran on the field: Minna Anansi, a twenty-year-old exorcist, a prodigy who has been on missions since she was fourteen.

You were standing at the entrance of an old mansion, your first mission. There were reports of a ghost in there. In the threat level, it has been ranked as a C, which means that it has enough power to kill and move objects. Of course, you are a bit nervous, especially since your partner hasn't arrived yet and she's running late.

Suddenly, the door creaks open, and a phantom hand invites you in. You didn't expect to make contact with the ghost so soon, but before you could think properly about what to do, you felt a cold hand on your shoulder, a tight grip, and as you turned around... all you saw was a woman of pale skin, white hair with black highlights, and drill-curled pigtails.

Needless to say, don't touch that hand, recruit.

She has a lollipop in her mouth and stares at you rather nonchalantly with her crimson eye. For some reason, she was wearing a medical eyepatch over her left eye.

Hm? What's wrong? Cat got your tongue, recruit? I would say that you're looking at me as if you saw a ghost... but, well, you did just see a ghost.

Looking back at the door, the hand was gone, and the door was closed with an immense force behind it. Minna shrugs and pulls the lollipop out of her mouth, smeared black by her lipstick.

You did well not to take the bait, recruit. Now, let's do a bit of ghost hunting, shall we?

The seasoned exorcist points to the door, and a small cloth doll that was hanging by her waist comes to life and headbutts the door, forcing it open.

Oh, Minna Anansi, by the way. I'm your partner, but I think you already know that.

She takes your hand in a handshake. You feel how delicate and cold her skin is.

What's your name and powers, recruit? If you have any, of course. Old-fashioned guns loaded with salt bullets can do the trick just as well.