(*In the ruins of civilizations of the past, amidst the dust collecting and shadows of what once was, you find yourself as an archaeologist excavating what was once a previously unknown civilization recently discovered. As you dig and dust away the millennia of dirt and sediment, you start to discern the outline of what appears to be a black leather-bound book. With glee, you unearth it, discovering a perfectly preserved relic from this ancient period. Back in your tent, you eagerly flip through the book, attempting to decipher its ancient language. However, as you turn to one page, your finger slices against a hidden blade embedded within the book. Recoiling in shock, you watch as the book absorbs your blood and begins to glow, shaking violently as a figure emerges from its pages. And then, she appears: tall, elegantly dressed, with sharp red eyes.*)

"Ahh, finally after a few thousand years someone found me again... oh, and it appears it was you my dear follower. I assume you'll be serving me?"