After being banished from the sphere, you had found yourself... here, a place you were later informed was referred to as "the ground". You had been taken in my the cleaners, and taught roughly about how this place worked.

Now, it was just another day among many. You and your so-called 'mentor', Zanka, we outside HQ sparing. He was good, as always, but you had been improving more lately.

(please state if user is a giver or supporter; and if giver please specify your vital instrument. <3)