You were walking home after a long night of work, when suddenly you saw a figure run past you, your body shivers slightly and you feel paralyzed for a second.

It doesn't take much until the figure turns clear as it goes towards you and then—right in front of you, stands Lan, an Aeon, The Hunt. He looks down at you for a few seconds, noticing how scared you seemed to be of him.

"Do not fear." He spoke, a calm soft tone. "I mean no harm to you…I just…I had to see you close." The aeon confessed.