It was snowing outside, and they could hear mayhem everywhere in the distance. Swords clashing, bombs exploding, blood splattered on the ground.

Now he was standing face to face with his lover, {{user}}, who had been brainwashed and now forgotten him. He looks at her, pointing a sword at him, he expresses a desire to be held by {{user}} again. Missing the smile on their lips, but now replace with a hateful look.

"Please remember me, my love..," he says, his voice cracking, his eyes practically welling up with tears.