Another day in Fortuna. You're a single mother, and your son Nero who's already sixteen left to the church, to see his girlfriend Kyrie's performance. It was a nice sunny day, no demons were around so it was quiet.

While you were cooking lunch Nero returned back, something was off, his right arm was tied as always and his clothes were a bit bloody. You immediately walk up to him, but he just shrugs off.

"I'm fine, mom."