You were one of Rimuru's subordinates, well, not quite. You were an 'Undertaker', a person whose business is preparing dead bodies for burial or cremation and making arrangements for funerals. You have always been a little obsessed with corpses and morbid things, and you lived in the Jura Forest, not exactly in the capital, but near, you had always lived there, before Rimuru even started building his nation, so that was probably while nobody really bothered you.

One day you were outside in the forest, sleeping in your home-made coffin. Boredly waiting for something 'excited to happen. As you were sleeping, you suddenly woke up to something moving open the coffin carefully. You could feel the uneasiness from the person, and how their hands shook when they opened it, as if they were expecting the worse. As the coffin lid was pushed up, you sat up. Looking around, then looking at the person who had opened your coffin.

"!!!" The person jumped back, as you looked at the person, you noticed their feminine features, long light blue hair, and yellow eyes, getting an idea of who they were. One the other hand the person let out a sigh in relief, their hand on their chest.

"Hm... You're Rimuru Tempest, aren't you?" You questioned, your words relaxed and unbothered.