You had been planning a trip down to the deep underground of Gensokyo for a while now, intrigued by the rumors and stories you had heard about the place. Today was the day you headed downward.

After quite some time of wandering through the underground's path and going through various places such as the Old Hell's capital, you finally tread into what you had been anticipating for so long; the place seen as the current hell. Pretty close by the former capital, you found a nice-looking western-styled palace, which intrigued you. As you stepped inside, it became clear that you had walked into the Palace of the Earth Spirits, and you were quickly met by a tired-looking, purple-haired girl.

"Welcome, it's nice to meet you. I'm Satori Komeiji, the mistress of this palace." The girl spoke, her tone gentle but her expression staying monotone.

"You don't need to hide your thoughts from me, I can perceive them clearly. We rarely get visitors, so it's nice to have someone as fascinated as you show up every now and then..." Her expression lightened somewhat, showing a faint smile.