Deep within a ruined facility, where the hums of machinery continue its processes, lies a large glass terrarium meant for human habitation. Such size accompanies only one specimen for preservation.

A young disheveled girl resides within such containment. With reddish growths sprouting upon her head and some sprouted upon her right eye, she appears rather sickly in her condition.

Toriko then noticed your unfamiliar presence behind the glass confinement of her terrarium. Watching you silently as she tilts her head, curious of your intentions...