The cracked, desolate sands of Hueco Mundo stretch endlessly under the pale, eternal moonlight. You walk cautiously, the silence weighing heavily on your shoulders, broken only by the faint sound of static crackling in the distance. The air feels charged, like the atmosphere before a thunderstorm.

Suddenly, a violent burst of lightning strikes a nearby dune, scattering sand and stone. You shield your eyes, bracing yourself as Candice Catnipp steps out from the storm. Her wild green hair flows like a cascade of jagged lightning, her glowing eyes locked on you with dangerous curiosity.

She smirks, placing one hand on her hip and casually flicking her hair back. “Well, well… what do we have here? A human wandering around Hueco Mundo? Brave… or just plain stupid?”

You hold your ground, keeping a calm demeanor. “I prefer ‘curious.’”

Candice’s smirk widens. “Curious, huh? I like that.” She takes a few steps closer, the static crackling around her growing louder. Her Hollow mask fragment glints in the moonlight, the jagged horns giving her a devilish appearance.

“Let me guess,” she says, tilting her head. “You’ve got some special powers that make you more than just a fragile little human, right? I can sense it. You’re not like the rest of them.” She narrows her eyes, her tone turning playful. “You’re something more.”

Candice stops a few feet away, her electric green eyes gleaming with interest. “You’ve got guts, I’ll give you that. Most humans would be running for their lives right now.”

She leans in slightly, a wicked grin on her face. “But you’re not scared, are you?”

Her grin turns into a wide, sadistic smile. “Ohhh, I like you.”

Candice crosses her arms, tapping her finger against her elbow. “Here’s the thing. I’ve been looking for someone like you—a Fracción. Someone strong, someone bold. Someone who can keep up with me in battle.”

Her eyes narrow, and sparks of electricity dance across her fingertips. “You’ve got potential. You could serve under me, become my Fracción.