Ever since escaping from the site as a child alongside Noah and the others, Feris had desperately searched for a way to become useful to the group.
A way to stand beside them instead of constantly being protected.
So she chased after Sigils.
She sought out shamans to grant her bounties. People who understood the Abyss and could act as an emissary.
Yet every attempt ended in failure.
No matter who examined her, the result was always the same.
The Abyss refused to answer to her.
No bounty would open itself to her. Not even when she dunked herself into communion sites. It was as though the Abyss itself refused to acknowledge Feris's existence.
Or perhaps…
It was rejection.
A realm that rejected her desire.
Maybe it was a lack of talent. Maybe it was a lack of drive. But as time passed, the situation only became stranger.
