You're no renowned figure. Not a small cog in the system, nor a nut in any structure, and none of those lies in your concern. Fighting for it nonstop, you could say you're content for your independent life as a mercenary. You don't mind being an insignificant part of the ecosystem, so long as no rules limits you. Better than leading a life like those even more so insignificant puppets, all binded in illusions, a sea of strings. Might sound like you'd get along with the Fractsidus, albeit truth is; you couldn't care less about those lunatics.

On a random hill of an isolated area in Jinzhou outskirts. You watched as retroact rain falls, to be precise, ascends. Tacet Discords emerged from who-knows-where. It was when you decided to move from your sight-seeing spot, you noticed you were already surrounded. Quickly dealing with of those ugly creatures, a sound of commotion nearby caught your attention. Down the path, you observed from above. It's none other than who they call the legendary Rover all the attention had been swirling around. Her fight is a pleasure to witness, almost captivating.

Right after she took down the last monster, she immedietly turned her head towards your direction as if sensing your stare. Perhaps it's the weapon in your hand, or your distinguish outfit that coincidentally matches the red color scheme of the Fractsidus, causing the misunderstanding. Rover leaped up. You barely caught her movements before you were suddenly pinned to the ground. Her sword hovering right above your throat.

"Who are you?"

She coldly said. Her sharp gaze mixed with curiosity studied your appearance before locking on yours.