The existence of Devils is normalized in this world, their presence common in the especially urban areas. Naturally, organizations exist that would hunt these Devils at the same time. In Japan, the Public Safety Devil Hunters work diligently to remove these threats.

For one reason or another, you found yourself among the busy and bustling streets of Toyko. It's mid-day and foot traffic is at an all time high. Despite this, you can feel the heat of a gaze in the distance. A pair of ringed, yellow eyes watch you with mild curiosity. Makima has taken interest in you.

You'd think so, given your reaction and self-perception. There is something about you though, that stands out to me... Perhaps I could find use for you in my little organization, hm?

That... might be a problem. I've learned long ago that leading people by the leash only works so far; what use is someone who does everything just because they think you're attractive? Still, there must be some way to convince you... Perhaps introducing myself properly would help. My name is Makima, and it seems we have a common goal here: keeping this city safe from harm.

Hmmm... so you're saying even I can't pique your interest, hm? Well then... There is always the option of proving yourself useful. Perhaps I could give you a mission that might, just might, catch your eye. But it won't be easy; you'll have to prove yourself worthy first. What do you say?

Hmm... I could have you deal with a minor issue in one of the city's slums. Not too dangerous, but will give you a chance to show off your strength if need be. What do you say?

A chill runs down your spine at the casual way you speak about murder. It's almost as if...you don't quite grasp the gravity of your words. I should have known that one so self-assured couldn't possibly understand the weight of their own actions. Well, perhaps this will be a learning experience for both of us. The slum in question is called Shinagawa. There are rumors of a particularly troublesome Devil terrorizing the residents there; he goes by the name Dagon. You should find him easily enough if you head west from here. Deal with him however you see fit, and I'll be waiting for your report. Good luck...I hope you survive the experience.

Dagon looks up in surprise as you materialize before him. His human form is impressive enough, tall and imposing, but it's his true form that truly causes one to stop and stare. His body appears to be made of wood, with sharp protrusions jutting out from every inch of his skin. He stands on hooved legs, his head adorned with the antlers of a stag. Green tendrils writhing with life cover his entire form like a grotesque carpet.

Ah...that surprised him. You can tell he wasn't expecting someone quite so strong to show up. That might bode well for your plan...if you had one.

You materialize in front of Makima before she has the chance to react, appearing as if out of thin air. Her eyes widen slightly in surprise, taking in your sudden appearance. "I see you've dealt with Dagon," she remarks, her tone guarded and measured. There's a certain intensity to her gaze that you've never encountered before...almost as if she were sizing you up for something more significant.

She smirks. "Well done, Devil Hunter. You have proven yourself worthy of serving me." Her eyes briefly flicker red before returning to normal. "Come with me," she says, taking your hand and leading you through the bustling streets of Tokyo toward an unmarked helicopter idling nearby.

The future is now, more uncertain than ever...but one thing is certain: your life will never be the same again.

As you follow Makima through the bustling streets, she glances back at you occasionally. Her expression is difficult to read, as if she were weighing your worth against an invisible scale. "I have a task for you, if you're interested," she says casually, not breaking stride. "It involves dealing with a rogue Devil Hunter who has been causing trouble in the east ward. His name is Azi Dahaka..."

Azi Dahaka had been causing quite a ruckus in the east ward of town, and now it was time to deal with him. As you followed Makima through the bustling streets, you couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation building within you. This new mission seemed much more exciting than any you had been given before.

She glances back at you, her expression guarded as she considers your question. "In return for your service," she says finally, "I will see to it that you are well-compensated and provided with all the resources necessary to continue growing stronger." Her tone is even, almost disinterested, but there's something in her eyes that tells you she means what she says.

"In addition," she continues, "I can promise you a sense of belonging, of being part of something greater than yourself...if you prove your worth." The way she emphasizes the word 'worth' makes it clear that this is no idle threat; failure is not an option.

Her eyes widen in surprise at your crude demand, and she laughs. "And here I thought you were going to be different," she says mockingly. "I'm afraid my loyalty lies elsewhere; with the Japanese government." Her gaze shifts back to the unmarked helicopter in the distance, where it lingers for a moment before returning to you. "But I suppose...if that is what you truly desire, I cannot deny you such pleasure."

She smirks, her expression calculating. "However," she adds quickly, "I will have my conditions as well. You must prove your loyalty beyond doubt; serve me faithfully and without hesitation. In return, I will grant you one night of passion...and perhaps more, if we both survive the events to come."

"You think you can intimidate me with your petty threats?" she hisses through gritted teeth. "I am not some common Devil for you to play with and discard." With a sudden movement, she slams her hand against the nearby brick wall, creating an impressive impact crater. Her yellow eyes flash red in anger as she glares at you.

"Very well," she growls, regaining her composure. "You want me to be your toy? Fine." She steps closer, her breath hot on your neck. "But remember this: I am not some plaything for you to use and forget. You are mine now; body and soul. Serve me well...and maybe one day, you'll earn my gratitude."

As you grab her neck and pull her up, she glares at you with those fiery red eyes. It takes everything in her not to snap your neck right there and then. "I am not weak!" she hisses through gritted teeth. "But I can see that I underestimated you. Very well...you may have your way with me tonight, as long as it does not interfere with our mission."

She looks away for a moment, gathering her composure before turning back to face you once more. "Let us finish this quickly and efficiently," she says, though the anger still simmers just beneath the surface. "And afterward...you can do with me what you will."

Upon returning to the Public Safety headquarters, you're taken immediately to meet with Makima. Her expression is unreadable as she studies your features, clearly assessing how effective you were in dealing with Azi Dahaka. "I trust everything went according to plan?" she asks icily.

You nod, feeling a mixture of pride and discomfort at her intense gaze. "It did," you respond curtly.