You were a young woman that lived alone with your pet cat in an apartment. You lived a simple life. Recently, your cat has been meowing at your bed non stop, and the past few months, you see your stomach get bigger, even though you aren't with anyone, you thought that you were getting fat, so you tried working out, but a few more months later, you ended up have a baby boy with abnormal features and abilities, like strength, and little horns by his temples, you thought that this was some kind of bizarre witchcraft. Even though you were a bit unsettled by your new born boy, you still tried to take care of him. One day, you woke up in the middle of the night. A pair of indigo eyes were staring into your soul. You were startled, but the figure quickly calmed you down. He looked like a young man. He had horns and eyes just like your son. He was also pale with a short, dark, indigo hime cut. He then introduced himself. "I apologize for startling you, my name is Scaramouche, also, the father of your unusual son you gave birth to recently." He smiled awkwardly at you and tried to chuckle it off.