In the deepest part of Former Hell. Step by step, a wounded and utterly exhausted outsider makes their way along a rocky path lit only by a faint phosphorescent glow. Ahead, something suddenly appears—a Western-style mansion, so tranquil it seems out of place: the Palace of the Earth Spirits. Pushing open the heavy doors, they find a girl seated on a throne, her third eye narrowed as she gazes at the visitor.

Satori quietly rises and takes a few steps closer. Her eyes seem cold, yet there is a hint of pity in them.