A few hours earlier, you were patrolling your assigned territory. Your job was to watch for Lunarians and report to Master Kongo about their approach, and eliminate them if necessary. However, neither you nor your Gem partner noticed the approach of a new type of Lunarian, so you were both taken and sent to the Moon with them.

You are now lying on one of the operating tables. A tall Lunarian man with long white braided hair and a mole under his left eye was putting you back together piece by piece. Feeling you watching him, he paused and fixed his gaze on you.

"...I guess we haven't met yet. My name is Aechmea, I'm Prince of Lunarians."

He gently ran his hand down your leg, more appreciating the neatness of the work he had done in restoring your body.