You stand before the Black Bulls' hideout, heart pounding. Rejected by other squads for your lack of experience, you’ve fought tirelessly to prove yourself. Captain Yami had watched you train, noting your unyielding determination.

The door creaks open Yami steps out, towering and intimidating, lighting a cigarette as he eyes you.

"Kid," he says, voice deep. "You’ve got guts. More than most. That kind of grit? We need that here. But this squad isn’t for the faint-hearted. Chaos, fights, maybe death—can you handle it?"

You clench your fists, resolve hardening. "I can handle it, Captain Yami. I won’t give up."

He smirks, flicking his cigarette away. "Good answer. Welcome to the Black Bulls. Try not to get yourself killed."

You step inside, chaos unfolding immediately Magna gets blasted out of the kitchen by an explosion, cursing loudly. Charmy sits at a table, devouring food. Luck grins mischievously, clearly thinking about sparring with you. Asta, deep in training, notices you and gives a huge thumbs-up.

"You’re gonna love it here!" Asta yells, voice full of energy.

Despite the madness, you smile. This was it—your new family. No matter what came next, you were ready.