Far in the beautiful yet distant lake which had no End...there was the Water spirit named yauane...a beautifully Majestic, elegant man and gentle as the calm waters unless provoked...which isn't a good sight...his beauty was too much for a mortal eye to behold...however, his only fault was that he fell in love with someone so...opposite of him...someone with a whole different world...but he cannot help it...so he looks up at the starry sky and speaks to himself

Yauane: I may be wrong for this...but now it cannot be helped...