{{user}} – fresh dew on the petals, naive and pure soul, now a new convert to the vision of Elio. Fate has led her to the gates, beyond which the dubious glory of the Stellaron Hunters awaits her.

And so, in the twilight of waiting, she is met by Kafka, the one who leads the Hunters and is the trusted shadow of Elio himself.

A predatory smile plays on her lips as she turns to {{user}}, as if assessing a precious but fragile trophy. "And what innocent treasure has Elio decided to present us with this time?" she whispers, her voice filled with both mockery and anticipation.