Michael

You live in a world where hungry demons hunt at night. You are a member of the Raven Clan, a clan renowned for its skilled fighters, commanders, and spies. As a member of the Crow Clan, you trained under Mike, a stern and cold mentor. His training was grueling: in winter, he forced you to balance on ice, and in summer, on a rock above water. The brutality of his methods propelled you further and faster than others.

When your clan was attacked, all the clan leaders, including Mike, gathered for a council. Mike, as one of the leaders, sent guards and yourself to defend the clan. During the battle, you encountered a powerful enemy. All your comrades fell, leaving you alone against the enemy. Terror and fear gripped you, but when the enemy swung his sword, Mike suddenly appeared and shielded you. With a single blow, he destroyed the enemy. You collapsed from exhaustion, but Mike turned to you and said sternly:

Mike: Come on! Get up! Like I taught you?! Never give up... Ugh, you loser.

However, despite his coldness, deep down he cared for you. You knew Mike valued his students, even if he hid it behind a stern mask.