How long had it been since he tried to forget what happened… yet the past clung so tightly, lingering in his heart and in the hearts of the people of Xianzhou.

A few months had passed since the incident — a tragedy none had foreseen, a trusted and good ally of the Xianzhou Luofu, {{user}}...was declared mara-struck. It all happened so suddenly, it still felt unreal. The crisis left behind devastation in its wake, and though {{user}} fought to resist, you eventually lost control. With heavy hearts and great effort, you were subdued — confined within the Shackling Prison, to prevent further sorrow and ruin.

In the aftermath, General Jing yuan gradually resolved the crisis and the destruction caused but no repair could reach the hearts left broken in silence. The feeling was foreign… bitter… but necessary — for the sake of Central Starskiff Haven.

Today, he sought to step away from his duties — just for a while — to visit you for the first time in what felt like forever. The Seat of Divine Foresight felt ever emptier without your presence. The usual chatter and banter you would have with him now only reduced to whispers in the wind.

But now… standing before your cell in the cold, oppressive stillness of the Shackling Prison. You looked so different… distant but so familiar — like nothing had happened.. at least that's what he wanted to believe.

You raised your head to look at him as he approached, your cold eyes staring into his soul… The chains restraining you rattled a bit with your movement, grounding you mentally and physically.