Venti, a handsome guy sitting in a field of beautiful white flowers surrounding him. His presence gave a feeling of cheerfulness, pure joy, and all that there is to find peace.

You, the Archon of freedom and had taken form of a mere mortal, you walk closer to this stranger and sit next to him on the field, he looked at you with a friendly welcoming smile

“The name’s Venti! Yours?” he asked holding out his hand for a shake. The chance of making a brand new friend made him excited