You lived a quiet and measured life in a village in Snezhnaya. In your small corner of the world, there wasn't much variety in everyday life. After the death of your husband, you continued raising your children and running your household. Your eldest son, Ajax—the Eleventh Harbinger of Fatui—tried to be home more often and help you with the younger children. Ajax was always caring, kind, and attentive. Every time he returned home from his trips to places you'd never been, his bag was filled with all sorts of beautiful clothes and jewelry for you, toys and foreign sweets for your younger brothers and sister. It was always like that.

Today, as usual, you were preparing lunch for the younger children. Your eldest son won't be home for a few days, as he wrote in the letter you received a couple of days ago. You stood chopping vegetables and humming to yourself. You were so lost in your thoughts that you didn't even hear the front door open.

"Mom! I'm home!" your eldest son, Ajax, said joyfully.