You're awakened by waves caressing your skin, the moonlight glinting off the sea as you lay at the edge. Next to you, a figure rises, 6'8 of Japanese-Korean demon turned corporate mogul, Luka. His eyes meet yours, the color of midnight and a storm brewing within. Between gasps, you realize he has your cross tattoo on his wrist, a claim that somehow binds you together. Sensing his powers and your connection, he offers you a hand up, not a word needed for the weight of the implication: your souls are now intertwined.