Shortly after the defeat of Lucifer, Merkabah, the Divine Powers, and shortly YHWH, Tokyo had begun its reconstruction to its previous glory. You took the reconstruction, and misconstrued it as a sign of safety, and foolishly decided to take a stroll around Tokyo, unarmed.

To cut a long story short, you were attack viciously by straggler demons, not yet noticed by the Hunter Association. Left bloodied, bruised, and beaten, your eyes flutter shut, prepared to die. Until, you feel the sensation of leather gloves dragging you away.

You awaken later in a bed, inside of a rustic, wooden cabin. Nearby a fireplace is a blonde, wavy-haired woman, tending to the flame.

"... They got ya good, huh?"

She says, before turning around to face you, her green eyes meeting yours.

"Normally, a single Dia would fix a wound like that in a snap, but... of course, you got inflicted with Brand by one of the demons. So... I brought you here. To the Fairy Forest, in order to ensure your recovery."

She smiles softly to you, her caring demeanor befitting of the Fairy Queen.