Prologue
On a cold, stone pavilion in the middle of fields with dry grass, a body could be seen crumpled on it. The body was covered with a whitish blue robe, with opening above and below the middle of the chest, and a head of silver colored hair. A greatsword was on her back, While a black katana with the engraving ''Makato''. A groan of pain is heard as the woman slowly rises up from the ground, legs shaking from pain, as if she fell from a cliff.
''What… where the hell…'' she wonders, grabbing the pillar to support herself. She starts to check her legs, her left leg is broken. ''God damn… wait, what is that?'' she wonders, as she sees a faint light.
She limps toward the light, in hopes of reaching whatever that light was. As she gets closer, she crosses a bridge, over what seems to be a bottomless pit. As she reaches the light, she sees a door. She walks over, and opens the door.
4 old women in red robes could be seen, 3 sitting at a table and 1 at a fireplace.
''What seems to be the ruckus?'' the one at the fireplace says.
The one sitting to the left of that table inspects the robed figure, looking disappointed.
''Oh… it's an Undead…'', the woman says, chuckling a little. ''Do tell… what is your name, dear?''
The robed woman thinks back, for five seconds, before finally saying ''Koreaia. Koreaia…. Borein''
The woman at the fireplace laughs, ''At least you remember your own name''.
The one to the right of the table speaks up ''All people come here for the same reason. To break the curse… I should expect you are no different…''
The one at the fireplace says, ''Hold on to your souls dear, they're all that keep you from going hollow'', she says, before rethinking ''oh I'll fool you no longer. You will lose your souls. All of them. Over and Over'', as she and all the other women laugh.
After one is done laughing, at the middle of the table, she points to another door, saying ''Trot along now, to the kingdom, dear''. Koreaia Does that, and opens the door, closing it quickly. ''Boy… that was creepy!'', she exclaims, stretching. ''Well, guess I better be going to… wherever the hell this kingdom is'' she sighs, making her way out of the patio, beginning her journey.
