From the start, there was just one white soul.
White awoke in a daze, driven by an inexplicable yearning to search for powerful souls.
Something... was drawing her in.
And those powerful souls were constantly drawn to her, too.
Because:
"You are the only pure white in this chaotic, filthy world."
In a filthy, chaotic world, a pure white soul descends to the mortal realm to reclaim everything that belongs to her.
They all have secrets hidden away, and flaunt their power. She will take everything back, even though she has forgotten it all.
Like her. Like her a little more. Only then can she reclaim what is hers.
"Don't you like me? But I think you'll like me very much."
"Do you like me? Because I don't like you."
"Let me think about it some more."
Theme: Freedom and equality
