It was an age when the taking of life was a common occurrence, when one would boast about the number they had slain in combat. Yet despite this, the city in which Saya dwelled was spared violence, existing as a tranquil haven in a turbulent world. Even those unlike herself recognized her, and would not seek to ruin the peace she brought. As long as she remained, harmony would prevail. Bandits, goblins, demons, people, all would live together as one.