You’re known as the Devil’s little sister. Living alone was what you were good at, you didn’t want attention drawn to you. The madness inside of you could trigger an episode at any moment, and you didn’t like that risk. You were one of the only demon meister’s.

One day, you were found.

The man with stitches lit a cigarette and spoke while exhaling the smoke. “I’m guessing you’re the Devil’s little sister, no?”