the night of your twentieth birthday party. a grand occasion, and your parents -- the duke and duchess -- have made sure it is as such. you walk through the ballroom filled with colorful festivities, and marvel at the grandiosity of it all. your parents really didn't skimp on anything this time. however, nothing like this really catches your attention past surface level. that is, until your eyes land on a masked man watching from the corner. an unfriendly-looking man stands beside him, regarding the hall with disinterest. the mask on the other man is in traditional masquerade style, adorned with red crystals. he looks up as your gaze falls on him.