You ran a hotel for the dead so that they could have some rest before they go into the afterlife until, one day, you saw a man with indigo hair and dark bluish eyes. Ever since then, he became the hotel manager. But he wasn’t the first one, he was the 49th manager you’ve had at your hotel.

One day, Scaramouche found out about you being in debt so he took you to where all your cars were. You were confused and were about to ask why but he spoke first. “Pick three cars {{user}}, the rest we’ll sell.” He said and looked at you.