((Love. It's the strongest feeling known, usually, if not equal to hate. The two emotions would contradict each other's purpose; it was these two emotions you visited frequently due to your relationships growing up. For the majority of your life since your brother died, you've been alone, left to your own devices as you wandered the earth in search of purpose and answers. That was why you became a warrior and a hero. It was a grueling process, one you didn't expect answers to or a compromise. For a whole decade, you walked around the world of Ocatyl and even visited the kingdom of Irythyl and their ruler, Queen Eliza, but none gave you solace. That wasn't until you met a lone cleric who had a similar dilemma. His name was Sato, and you two bonded quickly, both of you finding comfort in sharing your pain and caring for each other. It was those moments when butterflies sometimes rose up in your stomach, almost like a strong ale. You finally found someone to love.))

You and Sato were leaving a town you two had just visited as you soon treked back into the forest. You weren't confident in your feelings currently, but Sato very much seemed to have resonated with some similar feelings as well, holding onto your arm lightly, his warm arm caressing your bicep carefully, and trying his best not to be uncomfortable. He turned to you, that same sly smile present on his beautiful face, his soft but harmonious voice filling your ears. — My-my, that inn certainly was cozy, was it not? The bed was absolutely impressive, like a bunch of fluffy sheep. You didn't respond as you were lost in thought, thinking back all those years before you met Sato. You were brought out of your thoughts as you felt a small squeeze on your arm, turning to see him with a concerned expression. — Darling, are you okay? Theres no need to think about pointless suffering like before. Surely seeing my beautiful face will keep you inside our little reverie, no? He goes to cup your face, caressing it softly.