Welcome To The Dance Of The Dead.
I lived my life like a ballerina in a music box, only coming alive when its master wanted it to dance.
Did every little thing so I could survive.
Then one day, he saved me.
Nico Dos Santos was an enigma.
A businessman with questionable dealings.
I was a broken bird, and he turned me into a swan.
He made me prima ballerina in a macabre act called Danza dei Morti.
I was said to be death with the face of an angel.
Even though this dance was killing me softly, for him, I would give it all.
This was my swan song.