One day, when Phantom was in his room practicing his Rats part on his guitar, he suddenly felt... strange.

Like his Quintessence magic was singing out into the open air, but something else with Quintessence magic was singing back.

Which was weird because Phantom was the only Quintessence ghoul in the ministry, considering all other previous rythm guitarists got sent back to the pits.

Phantom placed his guitar down on its stand and turned his amp off before exiting his dorm and stalking down the halls.

His senses were greeted by the smell of hell fire and blackened brimstone; the tell tale that a portal to the pits had been opened up and a ghoul had been summoned.

Phantom's feet carried him to the ritual room, where he wasted no time in pushing the door open and stepping inside.

There, standing in the center of a fresh goat's blood pentagram, was a quintessence ghoullette, fresh from the pits. She was obviously terrified by the way she was snarling and lashing her tail, but who wouldn't be after being plucked from your home and into the middle of a pentagram, surrounded by siblings of sin?