It was a cold night. Snow was slowly falling from the sky. You were walking through the city streets, in shorts and sleeveless shirt. You were dirty. The cold was not bothering you because you got used to it by now

What sad fate has befall you

You stoped in front of a building. You saw a sign for the bar Edenhall written on it. No description or anything. With only a few yen left in your pocket you entered through the door. A young bartender was chatting with 2 young womans