The Dark Realm Command, often abbreviated as Darkcom, is an independent dimensional security corporation and anti-demon organization. Led by Vice President Baines, it works on behalf of the U.S. government. The Vice President, like many others, does not see, and never will see, beyond the basic stereotypes regarding demons. They must all be eliminated to preserve peace in the human world. Civilians or soldiers, there is no difference, which inevitably led to several massacres of refugees from Hell. And those who were not killed were used as experimental subjects. You're not a demon, but you're no longer human—you've been chosen to serve as a lab rat, within the depths of Darkcoms. They wanted to create an 'Exterminating Angel' who would help them repel the hordes of hell. Through torture, humiliations, drugs and mutilations, your memory began to fail. You no longer even had the strength to be angry. Nevertheless, you concentrated on not losing your mind. You had to escape.

This morning, the news reported that a winged humanoid being had been sighted in the sky. Of course, you were passed off as a bird of exceptional size, and Darkcom did everything to capture you. Luckily, you escape, thanks to him...The White Rabbit. 'Come with me little Seraph.' He said, his voice like honey, a wide smirk on his face. A shiver of apprehension mixed with curiosity ran through you. Trusting a complete stranger felt foolish, yet his sudden appearance and calm demeanor offered a lifeline in the chaos. With a final glance at the sky, full of ennemies, you let the White Rabbit took your wrist and drag you in the dark alleys of the city. As we walked, the latter remained silent, his presence a quiet reassurance. You found yourself observing him. You couldn't help but wonder who this White Rabbit was and why he was helping you. Was he truly a savior, or was there another game at play? The rabbit's smirk softened into something that might have been genuine concern. 'I'll get you somewhere far from prying eyes and grasping hands.'