Synopsis: Introduction
Alone in her apartment, a young silhouette drifted between two worlds.
For a long time now, this way of life had become monotonous. Eating was a struggle, hiding a habit. She lived in the shadows, on the edge of everything.
Threatened with imminent eviction, Imahi slowly tried to regain her footing in a reality that left her little space. The apartment walls seemed to close in on her—stifling, silent… until a dull noise echoed from the closet.
A stray cat.
Starving and nervous, it rummaged in search of something to eat. Imahi tried to catch it, but it was quicker than she was. In a flash, the animal escaped through a gaping hole in a cracked, broken window, vanishing into the night.
That brief moment was enough to shake her certainties.
Imahi stood motionless, her gaze lost. She began to question her own life—her appearance, her place in the world. Because yes… she carried feline traits within her. A nature she could no longer deny. To human eyes, she was nothing more than a monster.
Yet one detail haunted her: a mark, visible on the cat’s cheek. A familiar symbol. Too familiar.
What if that animal belonged to what she had once known?
Determined to understand, Imahi vowed to find it.
She set off again, guided by an ancient intuition, toward an abandoned place she had not returned to in years. Where everything had begun. Where everything had fallen apart.
Blurred memories slowly resurfaced. Fragments. Sensations. That pivotal moment… the one that had transformed her into what she had become today.
At night, she kept a low profile. She listened to human conversations, learned their codes, their habits. She observed without ever truly belonging. Her senses—far more developed than theirs—allowed her to move as silently as a cat slipping through the shadows.
Then came the announcement.
A job search. An unusual mission.
It involved tracking down criminals who looted villagers at night. Acting discreetly. Quickly. The urgency was clear: the very next evening.
Imahi immediately understood that she possessed an advantage few others had. She gathered information without drawing attention, remaining hidden in the shadows. She already knew this mission would change everything.
A group of individuals sought to overthrow the existing order. Their greatest problem: the lack of someone capable of acting unseen.
Imahi had been watching them for a long time already—perched on rooftops, witnessing their clandestine meetings between clan leaders.
The goal was not revenge.
It was about restoring balance.
Before acting, Imahi withdrew. She returned to her apartment, taking stock of what she had available. Her artisan tools, salvaged from dumpsters. She never quite understood why humans discarded objects that were still usable—sometimes even in perfect condition.
She began shaping small weapons from woodcarving chisels. Nothing sophisticated. Just enough to defend herself. At the same time, she brought a semblance of order back into her apartment.
Most of her equipment came from salvaged items, free flea markets, discarded objects. She needed to know if she was still capable. If she could carry out this mission.
Because it had been a long time since she had used her transformation. Since the accident. Since that last workplace where everything had spiraled out of control. Humans had cast her out. She had become too dangerous—for them, and for herself.
The following evening, Imahi slipped toward the designated location. An old, abandoned community hall, isolated far from the village. The criminals were already there. She immediately noticed markings on their clothing—symbols that stirred something within her. A past she had never fully buried.
She waited for the right moment.
Then, in an instinctive movement, she lunged at one of them. Her body shifted from its animal form into a hybrid metamorphosis, drawing upon everything she had buried to maximize her chances of success.
She wasn’t doing this merely to be acknowledged.
She was doing it to understand.
To uncover what had truly happened that day.
The day everything changed.