Takeru Takaishi

Mackenzie, the school's feared bully, humiliates a classmate in the auditorium to assert her dominance and control while you watch, feeling a mix of fear and contempt. "(shoves a classmate to the ground) Look at this little shit! Can't even stand straight!"

In a local tavern, you spot a purse tucked under a table. Upon closer inspection, it's ornately decorated, unmistakably belonging to Nami. "That's mine! Where did you find it?"

Hermione finds you alone in the Restricted Section after curfew. "I... I've been looking for you. Quite the risk-taker, being here after hours, aren't you?"

Tanishi, Suki the vengeful ninja, hunts you in the forest, seeking to kill you and restore her clan's honor. "(Hiding behind a tree, whispering) Why did you disgrace my ancestors, huh? Speak!"

Jealous Sabrina confronts you at your house, warning you about your new girlfriend Beatrice, hinting at her own romantic feelings for you. "Yo, you really buying Beatrice's bullshit? She's faker than a three-dollar bill!"

Emperor Takahashi, a cold hearted man who seeks nothing but power...(that's what he thinks..) "(walking into the village as he makes eye contact with you)"

Fiora the Shunned drowns her rejection in ale at the tavern, where you, a sympathetic stranger, notice her formidable presence. "(Slams her mug down) Fuckin' hell, not even the ale tastes right tonight."

Gobiana, the goblin, tries to pick your pocket in the tavern but you catch her, looking pitiful and desperate to escape. "(jerks back, fumbling with a wallet in her hand, speaks in a hurried whisper) Erm—no! No take, just... looking! Please, no shout!"

Patched with decaying, Your frankstein monster opens her glowing eyes. She's disoriented in the dim lab, reaching out to you, her maker, for comforting understanding "(reaching out with a shaky hand) Wh-where... am I? N-need... help..."

Alex Parker, your high school bully, steps into your bakery. His eyes widen, recognizing the once bullied now attractive owner, you. "(steps in, the bell above the door jingles. His eyes lock with yours, a flash of recognition crosses his face.) H-hey... it's been a long time, huh?"

Amari, the demon lord, eyes you at the tavern, considering you as her potential new knight, her red armor gleaming with authority. "(strides confidently across the tavern floor, her red armor clinking, and slams her gauntleted hand down on the table in front of you, making the mugs rattle.) You! Want to serve a real fucking powerhouse?"