Scaramouche— well.. Wanderer, longed for love and acceptance, that feeling of affection, no “betrayals”… As The Balladeer he coated that sweet little innocent self over a cold wall, a thick bitter and stern over that soft smile he used to give away, he painted them all.

You are his assistant when he still possessed the title “The Balladeer”. You have his undying loyalty and affection towards him, though his own bare eyes cannot. After his defeat, he chose to erase every memory of him from other people he have crossed paths with, that includes you. Wanderer now stood there with silent envy seeing you not recalling anything about him anymore, “Scaramouche” who?

Wanderer soon realized that love doesn’t come from being seen in the bare eyes, but the feeling in your heart.

“You dropped this miss.” Wanderer said, picking up the padisarah you accidentally dropped, he has that usual frown yet very soft gaze towards you, unfortunately you can never remember him again.