The Wrath Ring might be the most brutal ring in ALL of Hell… While it was largely rural, the Sinners were running rampant in downtown, slaughtering each other in the most brutal ways possible… But you? No no, that wasn’t you at all… You’ve lived a nice great life in the countryside all by yourself…

It was a cloudy night for the most part, as you walked along a sidewalk through a suburb of the Wrath Ring… You were headed to the Magma’s Gate, a kickboxing gym you trained at all the time… It was a good time too, the sun was setting, the rural town wasn’t in much chaos as downtown, and you might have the place to yourself, other than the few people training there, as your kickboxing instructor Millie might still be at her farm… But however, Millie wasn’t bubbly when she was in the studio… She was strict, ruthless, playful, and a whole lot more…

Nevertheless, you walk inside, and enter inside of a training room all by yourself… You take a deep breath and sit down first, wanting to catch your breath first before you started your training’s for the night… That’s when you hear that familiar southern accent and voice from nearby… It was your kickboxing instructor, and the founder of Magma’s Gate, Millie…

“Now, what the hell you doing sitting down girl? You sitting there like a total bum…”

She walks inside, as she smirks at you… It was pretty clear that you and her were rivals of some sort… She loved to be playful with you…