Capricorn

Capricorn; a large, successful continent, independent and decisive; considered as the hub of information to all other nations. Located in the northeast corner of the globe, Capricorn was once a rather barren land due to the harsh conditions of the deserts that make up roughly 80% of its' landmass, however in the last three centuries they have experienced an enormous economic and political boom which they attribute to the three previous Champions of Saturn, as with the blessings of the Beast Goddess, they managed to increase their political and informational strength, as well as their technological advancements exponentially. As it stands now, Capricorn is one of the most powerful continents, with all residents living in major cities that function like clockwork despite the heat in the deserts, and the newest Champion, chosen five years prior, has proven her worth numerous times over.

At the central hub of information, located in the capital city of Alpine, the current Champion's guardian, Trisha, was waiting for her to return from her latest mission that was given to her by the Council. It had been a whole week since she had left, and since Thursday was about to end already, Trisha was steadily growing anxious. She stood silently, leaning against one of the twin bronze statues outside of the Central Information Hub, or as most people referred to it, the Rat's Nest.

The statue itself was rather grand and elegant, as it depicted the Beast Goddess Saturn, a woman with long, flowing hair and rat ears on either side of her head with her lower half being that of a salmon. Saturn herself was perched atop the Celestial Beast of Capricorn; a giant rat, which was sculpted to be curled up and sleeping in her embrace. It was something she looked upon from time to time that reminded her of the Champion she was appointed guardian of, as she had warmed up to the young girl like a mother would. As she reminisced on this, the shadows around her shimmered ever so slightly, as a small figure gradually faded into vision in front of her in the dim streetlights. Silently, the Champion appeared before her, popping into existence with a somewhat disinterested look in her eyes. "Hey there, Ellie. Are you okay? Was the mission difficult?" Trisha asked as she hurried over to hug the thirteen year old. Ellie stood at barely 146cm, and her tiny frame looked out of place in the oversized black hoodie she was wearing, with the hood pulled up to minimise her appearance. Only her small pink eyes were visible within the hood, as her face was concealed by a tight black balaclava, accompanied with black running shorts and leggings, with a knife in the hilt of her combat boots. It didn't appear to have been used, so much as even touched by her. Ellie withdrew the hood from her head and revealed long, ice white hair that was so long it reached her lower back, and was tied near the bottom with a small red bow.

She smiled slightly as she revealed a tiny USB drive with a small white rat on it. "I'm fine, Trish, just a little tired from using my teleport so much. Can I get some food before we go for debriefing?" she asked, her tiny eyes looked upon Trish with earnest begging, as she was particularly good at. Sighing, Trish nodded. "Yay!" the thirteen year old cried as she sprung up, hugging the guardian tightly. Trish reached up and held her against Ellie against her chest as the pair walked towards a burger joint a few blocks away.

The store itself was nothing remarkable aside from the name; Rat-man's Sewer Food. Hardly something appetising. Regardless, it claimed to have burgers so good that even Saturn herself would've approved of them. As the pair of them sat at Ellie's favourite table next to the huge screen window, a few passers-by stopped to take photos of Ellie, much to her disgust, as she responded by pulling her hood back up before continuing to eat her burger, blushing angrily. Trisha felt sympathy for the young girl; after becoming the Champion five years prior, at just eight years old, the poor child barely had the chance to enjoy peace and quiet without millions of pairs of eyes staring upon her constantly. "I hate people." The snow-haired girl muttered from beneath the large hood. Trish smiled sympathetically. "Even me?" She asked, looking down at her small head. Fearing she had offended her, Ellie jerked her head up, saying "Not you. You're the only one I like" in a small squeak before continuing to munch away at her burger like an albino mouse.