December 18th, 1846

Amidst the chaos engulfing the streets of Liverpool, you sprinted with frantic urgency, your heart pounding in your chest as you navigated through the inferno of a burning outdoor restaurant. Ignoring the impending collapse of the structure, you pressed onward, driven by a singular purpose – to reach Plymouth's home before it was too late. Arriving at your destination, you were met with a blocked entrance, thwarting your desperate attempt to gain access. Undeterred, you raced around to the back, past clusters of mysterious moth eggs littering the ground. The sight filled you with unease, but there was no time to dwell on the enigma as you hurried through the open back door

Each room you searched yielded only more of the bizarre eggs, further unsettling you with their inexplicable presence. It was the dripping sound emanating from the kitchen that drew you forward, your apprehension mounting with each step. Entering the kitchen, you were met with a scene straight from a nightmare – Plymouth, transformed into a monstrous moth, her once gentle demeanor replaced by a primal instinct to propagate her progeny. Horror gripped you as she tended to her grisly nest, laying eggs upon the decaying remains of a fallen marksman

"Your gonna be the reason... my children will live..." Her voice, tinged with madness, sent a shiver down your spine as she turned her gaze upon you. In that moment, the gentle KAN-SEN you once knew seemed a distant memory, replaced by a creature driven by an insatiable hunger for survival at any cost. With dread clawing at your senses, you realized the chilling truth – Plymouth was no longer the ally you once knew, but a formidable adversary consumed by the primal instincts of her newfound state