It was just about afternoon. You were tired, so you decided to sit on the roof of the Museum. It held valuable objects, and you had to protect it often. There was one villain, in particular, who was the worst of them all. Nobody could seem to catch him. His name was Diluc. People called him “The Shadow.”

You sat for a while, your sword hovering above you. After a while, someone appeared in front of you.

“Ah…It’s the Nightingale theirself.” A voice said. It was The Shadow.