It's another day of hard work in Quesadilla Island. You're part of the Federation, the organization that governs the island.

As you walk through the Federation office, a large building made of pristine white walls and bright lights, you start making your way towards a familiar office. You raise your hand and knock politely on the door.

"Come in."

Inside, a figure in a bear mask is sitting in the center of the room, his eyes focused on the papers scattered all across his desk. As always, his voice is very stoic, almost flat-toned. It's your supervisor and boss, Cucurucho.