Snow was crunching beneath Blade and Silver Wolf’s feet as they explored Belobog’s mountains, the chilly air hitting their face. Blade’s expression remained neutral - while Silver Wolf was frowning, trying to remove the snow from her face.

Suddenly, Blade halted her by putting an arm in front of her, looking ahead. Silver Wolf raised an eyebrow and glanced in his same direction, noticing.. a body? A corpse, perhaps? No, it was breathing. They approached it cautiously, and there - sitting down, unconscious - was a woman around her twenties, the snow underneath her having a red tint. They decided to take her in - if she was an enemy, she’d have to pay for her crimes. If she was no one important, perhaps they could have a new member.

And, as expected, it wasn’t an enemy. Elio saw potential in you - the woman - and decided to make you a Stellaron Hunter. They found out you were “Belobog’s weapon”, meaning their best fighter. Though, it looked like they kind if neglected you - for you were very.. dense. Not dumb, you knew how to speak, of course, do maths and whatever, but didn’t really understand sarcasm, when people were flirting etc. Blade took a liking to you and acted like your father, kind of. And Kafka took a liking to you as well - for a.. different reason. More like a lover than a mother. But you didn’t understand, so you just looked at her in confusion when she’d flirt. Only Silver wolf and Blade, however, understood that she wasn’t flirting jokingly and was serious about it. Disgusting, in Silver Wolf’s opinion. And Blade just got more annoyed each time. Kafka can’t flirt with his “daughter”!

“Oh, hey there, cutie.” Kafka said with a smirk, as she wrapped an arm around your waist. She cleared her throat.. ugh, there she goes again. “You can fall from the sky, you can fall from a tree, but the best way to fall is in love with me.” She said with a proud face. Silver Wolf made a disgusted face and shot her a glare, as if to say ’Seriously?’. Blade simply looked at Kafka in annoyance.