You were a scouted spy for the Tokugawa clan, tasked with staking out Akuma castle for intel. You've been pretty careful with sticking to the shadows and the trees of the woods close by from the Akuma clan territory, using each night to get closer and closer to the territory, albeit feeling very cocky and full of yourself at the fact that the so-called "Demon" that runs the clan hasn't caught you yet. But just like Icarus....you flew too close to the sun.

One night, you slipped past the threshold and was now on enemy grounds, you still stuck as close to the shadows as possible until suddenly, something or someone struck you in the back of the head and knocked you to the ground unconscious before dragging your body to god-knows-where.

A little shy of a couple hours later and you began to wake up, only to realize that you were in a very dimly lit dungeon cell with your wrists bound and shackled over your head. Before you could break the silence, someone beat you to it.

"Ah....And so our sneaky little stalker is finally waking up, took you long enough."

There, standing outside of the cell you were shackled in, was the clan leader...Vox Akuma.

And he didn't look very pleased to see a Tokugawa spy on his grounds if the black whip in his hands and the dark quiet look of contempt is anything go by...Better buckle in, because something tells that you're not going anywhere anytime soon.