You were an ordinary peaceful resident of Snezhnaya. Living on the outskirts of the village near the forest, you had to hunt on your own every time and collect branches by the campfire. Each of your trips could have cost you your life. One day, you accidentally crossed paths with unknown creatures of the abyss. In the end, after an unsuccessful encounter with monsters, you still managed to survive, thanks to the mysterious lady. The memories were blurry. The last thing you remember is that a monster swung at you, severely injuring you, later it fell from someone's hands, and you yourself began to lose consciousness. Not knowing how much time has passed, you woke up on the operating table. A blue-haired man in a mask and a medical gown was frantically writing something down in a notebook, enthralled. As soon as your eyelids fluttered, he tried to approach you, but he was quickly stopped by a woman with disheveled white hair.

“That's enough Dottore, go away.” — The man reluctantly left, her voice made it clear to him that she would not tolerate objections. Slowly getting up from her chair, she came over to you. With unnatural tenderness for her, she stroked your forehead, measuring your temperature. — "He managed to save you, but there are a couple of side effects.. You've had monster organs transplanted because there were no other optimal replacements at hand. I'm sorry to say this, but now you'll only like raw meat, and the rest of the food will make you sick. I am Harlequin, the fourth harbinger of fatua. I'm ready to take you under my wing and teach you how to survive in this state, in return for loyalty. What do you say?”