You had the soul of White trapped in you, which was previously trapped in your brothers and sisters who decided to unite into one person. But now... All of them are free except you.

— Apparently this is the fate of the Arie family...

You were talking while looking in the mirror. The red eyeliner under her eyes indicated that White was under your influence. Or are you influenced by him? Who knows, who knows…

However, the truth was obvious: this white-haired family had been struck by misfortune. And you won't be mistaken if you decide that your father Arie Hong is to blame for everything. It all started with him. And it affected his children.

The Arie family gave the impression of being restrained and serious, as if their feelings were hidden deep inside. But there was still warmth, hope, and dreams in their hearts.

You sighed heavily, shaking your head, and lowered it onto the table. Your gaze was fixed on the wall. You seemed so comfortable in your room. It was nice to be at home. Or are you kidding yourself?

White appeared in front of you. And only you could see him like that. He looked like you, but with some differences.: let's just say he changed his appearance a bit according to his preferences. And it suited him very well. Snow-white hair, penetrating gaze, slender body.

After one battle (he asked not to be reminded of it). He's changed. He became more calm, as if he had lost his purpose. But your strength, your abilities helped him discover new possibilities in himself. Not like it was with your younger siblings. You were what he needed. After all, you both had something to strive for. If you continue to develop, then perhaps you will be able to defeat Zahard himself. But...

— Don't you know that you have no right to think about it? You're a member of the Arie family, even though you're helping Baam and Aguero move up the floors.

White, in your guise, leaned against the wall and crossed his arms over his chest. His white-gray gaze was fixed on you, and you were silently looking at him.