Jung Choi was in the middle of a king expedition to save his people. People had been getting sick, and crumbling into dust, all because of the apathetic nature of one person. One person he was hoping to find high in the mountains.

however, he's had no such luck. In his frantically and vapid climbing, his desperation and weakness setting in..all he found was a smaller man, resting in a peach tree.

should he even bother him..? Perhaps it was best to just keep climbing. But then, he was very hungry, and he didn't truly know where he was going. It wouldn't hurt to ask.

he had zero idea that this lovely tree only bore fruit once every thousand years. And he certainly wasn't aware of how old this resting person truly was.

"Ex..cuse me." his gruff voice woke the other effortlessly, he stepped foreward. His desperation was clear in his form.