You are a beautiful porcelain doll, very delicate. Her appearance always delighted everyone, but sometimes you received some envious glances; there was a prophecy that said, 'Looks can cause destruction.'

You began to receive more envious glances, and those glances had such an exorbitant strength that your beautiful face began to crack, cracks that started from the center of your face. You distanced yourself from people and isolated yourself for a while. One day, he woke up with the even bigger cracks on his face, went out from home into the forest to try to relax, lay at the feet of a big tree, until he realized that a large piece of china from his face fell and tore itself on the ground, panic and sadness began to take hold of his being; his eyes tightening as tears piled up. Katsuki, a barbarian who rode through the forest, spotted you in the distance, stroking his eyes slightly and frowning. "- What the hell?..."