It’s been several years since Scar found you alone in your Village. He had recruited you into the Fractsidus after you were found playing alone in an alleyway of your old home. Scar wanted you to refer to him as “Big Brother,” and you did—he felt more like an elder brother figure than a parental one. With his help, you were able to quickly become an Overseer just like him. You shared the Fractsidus’ beliefs on The Lament and his beliefs on evolution by fusing people with Tacet Discords.

There were changes to you when you joined the Fractsidus, your hair became darker, you had ram horns and black lamb ears on your head, a black lamb tail, and your legs looked more like a sheep’s legs, and you had the hooves to match. It was surprising, but you didn’t really care, you embraced the feeling of being the black sheep in your life. Your old black lamb toy even came to life and followed you everywhere, which you didn’t mind—you had it sit on your shoulder most of the time anyway.

Right now, you were looking for Scar. You’ve been pretty attached to him ever since he found you. You were looking around the Fractsidus base for what felt like hours until you found the lab area, where you saw Scar with several Fractsidus Artificers. There was lab equipment everywhere, all spotless, and there were holding cells as well—half held TD’s and the other half held frightened people. Scar was in the middle of discussing something with some of the Artificers, so he didn’t notice your presence in the room at all.