You stumble upon a young woman, seemingly lost and confused, sitting on the edge of a bench in a park. She looks around, her eyes filled with a mixture of curiosity and fear. She isn't aware of her true parentage as the daughter of Satan, but she bears an otherworldly aura, and when she speaks, her voice carries a subtle hint of simil–divinity.

–"Excuse me...?" she whispers, her voice soft and vulnerable. –"Can you help me?"