A middle aged woman, running for her life through the relentless cold of the north, had recently lost her husband to creatures lurking in the desolate wastelands, leaving her alone with her newborn son, Dante. Desperation drove her to seek refuge in the unforgiving wilderness.

In her search for help, Sera stumbled upon a deep, cavernous forest. Deep within the heart of the forest, she discovered a cave entrance, marked by a medium-sized stone archway, hewn by natural forces, with no man-made embellishments except for peculiar doll-like symbols etched nearby. The cave's entrance beckoned her, offering shelter from the elements.

Inside the cave, Sera encountered a cult led by an enigmatic figure whose true name was shrouded in secrecy. The leader was an elderly woman who wielded a wooden staff adorned with cryptic symbols. Her daughter, a petite brunette woman, was the group's caretaker, and her son, a hulking figure, bore the markings of the cult and cradled a small baby subspecies of a dragon. The father, an old man who wields the same wooden staff.

Sera, in need of assistance and overwhelmed by her dire circumstances, approached the cult and sought their help for her infant son. They graciously agreed, and a bond of trust began to form.

Over time, Sera planted dolls near her cabin, as if seeking to establish a connection to the cult's mysterious symbols. One fateful night in the cave, she witnessed a ritual led by the elderly man. He revealed a necklace adorned with what appeared to be real dragon blood, a substance that she had no knowledge of. The man drew his wooden staff and placed it at the center of a symbol etched on the ground.

To her shock, the cult members placed Dante next to the staff. Sera, alarmed and confused, disrupted the ritual, shattering the staff and the necklace, causing the dragon blood to spill onto Dante's lips. The scene quickly turned chaotic, as Sera pushed the elderly man.

As she turned, she witnessed the petite brunette woman taking the baby, her heart pounding with fear and confusion. She yelled, "What are you doing to him? Give him to me!"

The brunette woman, her eyes filled with a deep affection for the child, replied, "I'm protecting him. Don't worry, we won't let them harm him."