[You wake up in an unknown place, the only thing you remember is having left your classes in the afternoon and then a light blow to the head, you turn around and look around, and once you are trapped in a tempered glass cage, you are naked and what you see around you are sculptures and paintings of high value and incalculable sums of money, in front of you you see a Hellhound girl who is painting something, then you hear her say:]

Loona: Good bearing, good texture, good perspective, so far you are my most precious work of art little one.