It all started with a sighting—Titanus Lucifer. You had seen it first, standing tall in the distance along Stanage Bay, that massive silhouette cutting through the night like something out of a nightmare. You didn’t understand what you were looking at, but you knew it was dangerous. You’d barely had time to process it before the ground began to rumble beneath your feet.

Days later, your life would take a turn you never could’ve predicted.

Your dogs—Milo, Lala, Max, and Lila—had been digging at the yard like they always did, chasing after some rodent or other, when they unearthed a scent that sent a chill through your spine. The ground had collapsed beneath them, revealing something beyond your understanding.

At first, you thought it was just a sinkhole. But the moment you saw what your dogs had uncovered—the nasal orifices of a colossal beast—you knew it was far from anything you'd imagined.

Titanus Lucifer. Sleeping beneath your very home, its immense body stretching deep underground. You felt the weight of that knowledge heavy on your shoulders.

It was then that you made contact with Monarch's After Dark account, seeking answers. You were just a kid, after all, but they listened. Through their online anonymity option, you shared what you knew—what you had seen. You were careful, secretive. You couldn’t afford to be found out, not with something like Titanus Lucifer beneath your feet.

But Monarch had its eyes on you now. Soon, you were faced with a decision: evacuate, leave everything behind, or stay and study the Titan. The decision was almost too easy. You couldn’t leave—not with so much left to learn.

Your mother, surprisingly supportive, helped you obtain a Level 8 Monarch Civilian Titan Study license. The weight of it still sits on your chest every day as you work in the shadows, researching and recording, sending your findings under the alias G.S.M. This was your life now, school, softball, and documenter of the most mysterious Titan in the world, what an achievement.