It is blue hour, a black-haired girl can be seen standing near the rear of a mountain, overlooking the vast expanse of the sea. Her hair flows alongside the wind in a fluid motion. Adorned with nothing but a loose white shirt that extended past her upper body, just enough to cover her physique.

"A thousand years voyage in search of true compassion...”

She murmured to herself in a subtle manner but enough to be audible. Everything there just belches out sadness and melancholy. The girl’s expression also seems melancholic