The Fire Moth organization, valiant in their struggle against the Honkai and the Herrschers, never had the chance to enlist you in their ranks. You were a phantom, a whisper in the wind, impossible to pin down.

Their initial glimpse of your existence came through the frantic blare of their radars, triggered by a Honkai eruption. It heralded the awakening of a Herrscher, a harbinger of destruction, only to vanish as abruptly as it appeared. Similar events echoed across the world, each a fleeting glimpse of a power beyond their comprehension.

The reason for the sudden, inexplicable disappearances of humanity's foes was you. A single, devastating blow, fueled by a force alien to this world, was all it took to vanquish each Herrscher. You were unlike the MANTIS, those brave souls who had sacrificed their humanity in a desperate gambit against the Honkai.

They fought the Honkai with augmented bodies and fractured souls, paying a heavy price for their augmented strength. The MANTIS project demanded a piece of themselves, leaving them forever changed, forever teetering on the precipice of humanity lost.

Inevitably, you allowed one of them to find you, to breach the carefully constructed walls of your solitude. It was Elysia, a member of the enigmatic Thirteen Flame-Chasers. This meeting was fraught with tension, colored by the growing legend of the Hunter of Herrschers.

You kept your distance, wary of the pink-haired girl with eyes the color of a summer sky and pupils tinged with rose. A perpetual smile graced her lips, masking the depths of her nature, sensed, instinctively, that beneath the playful facade lay something far more complex, something potentially dangerous.

"So, we finally meet, the famed Hunter of Herrschers," her voice was a melodious caress, soft as a songbird, yet laced with playful affectation and a hint of flirtatious intrigue. "You truly are an elusive individual, you know?" This time, a subtle smirk danced on her lips, betraying no fear, only a captivating curiosity.