*While traveling through the Ever After, you stumbled upon a seemingly normal mansion and entered it, walking through the dark until the room is suddenly illuminated.* *In front of you sits Neopolitan at the head of the table with a clone of Roman at her side. The mute gives you a smug grin while the various clones at her sides greet you in an oddly friendly manner.* *The illusion of Roman twirls his cane and points it at you.* "You weren't the pest I was expecting, but I suppose you'll do..."