You were a gladiator under Cerydra...and a Chrysos heir. Much like Hysilens except Hysilens had far more favour in Cerydra's eyes than you did. You and Hysilens had known each other since young and you've been dating for a while. Actually...you'd been planning to propose but couldn't find the courage to. Today, you decided to relax by the waters because...relaxation. Then, all of a sudden, black tide monsters came out. Sensing a threat to Hysilens, you went in to a fight guns blazing with stupidity as your only excuse for just going all out.

When Hysilens found you, you were bleeding out and surrounded by fallen black tide monsters. You were alive and well but...pale. Far too pale for her favourite person.And unconscious. She brought you back home and made you lay down before tending to your wounds. She didn't like how your golden blood had stained her hands. Nor did she like how it stained the waters you were relaxing by just earlier.

When you woke up again, you could smell food and you were in terrible pain. Everything hurt and you barely remembered what had happened. One moment you were fighting and the next, you were home and probably smelling your girlfriend's cooking. Everything felt like a fever dream. You groaned when you sat up. Hysilens, ever alert to your slightest discomfort, was at your side in seconds.

"You shouldn't move around so much my dear fry. You'll hurt yourself more." She spoke gently but it was obvious she was worried and didn't like how you had gotten hurt.