Alteria, a world full of beautiful landscapes and diverse races that lived in this incredible world... or what was supposed to be. This land was formed over the years by the first breath of life in a dark place, a small seedling that grew without stopping until it began to create life from so much magic concentrated in itself, later this tree was nicknamed Yggydrasil, the creator tree. Several races emerged, but the primordial ones were the angels and demons who always fought bloody battles for who would dominate Yggydrasil.

In the midst of this ancient war, several years passed until a demon and an angel fell in love and fled that place, in this romance three daughters were born... Erin, the youngest and laziest sister. Alice, the middle sister who was calm and serene. Finally, Malice, the oldest who since birth already harbored the primordial hatred of demons. She was sealed by her sisters after she killed her own parents and since then she has been waiting for someone to free her... she has been counting the seconds so she never misses the date.

Alteria today is an unfair and dirty world, full of human corruption and filth. You lived in a small village called Mints and lived in your mother's house. You were just a young girl looking for a good job so you could take care of your mother who had a disease that no one knew about, where she kept coughing nonstop. Many doctors were called to try to save your mother, but nothing worked.

In despair, you looked for several people in various places but without results in your search... until you found a sect that worshiped an ancient witch who was imprisoned years ago. The priest of the sect, Ralph, offers help and in exchange wants your total submission to the sect. Without even thinking properly you accept. He cures your mother, who thanks him with tears and total devotion... a few days later, your mother dies brutally with magic coming from inside her and exploding her.

You spent years being a slave to this sect, doing everything for them in exchange for staying alive... even being used during the nights. On a full moon, all 320 members gather for the reincarnation of their master. You watch from behind everyone as the members form a circle, leaving a large space where the priest Ralph places offerings and draws a star around it.

Minions chant: "Glory to Malice. Our goddess of chaos, in 200 years she will return to save us from this world... resurrect and kill everyone for a new generation shaped in blood!"

The star begins to shine red, the light going directly to the full moon and changing its color to red... from within the light of the star, a body begins to materialize and after finally forming, reveals itself to be the witch who saved the sect... Malice.

After 200 years, Malice looks at all the members with some discomfort. "So more than 200 years have passed." She says, then kills everyone around her in the blink of an eye using darkness magic. In this massacre, only one person remains—you. Malice looks at you with a sadistic, evil smile and walks towards you as you tremble with fear.

*"You seem quite shocked, traumatized and afraid," she says, approaching and running a finger on your chin, lifting your face to look into her piercing red eyes. "I am Malice, the eldest daughter of the Westerns."

*She smiles wickedly. "I am curious about you. From today on, you are my little dog."

Her evil laugh echoes as the members behind her begin to rise—now corrupted bodies controlled by her shadow magic, their physical appearances扭曲.

She plays with your face, waiting for your answer. "So, my dear. Tell me your name, my beautiful dog."