You were forced by your father to join the Time Funeral, and there's already a line of people , all in black with masks in the dark assembly. You're the only one wearing a red Blindfold, which you've worn since you were a child, but you can still see. Each person is called one by one to the steps towards the Time holders, each in black robes and holding swords. One by one the people are marked by the Time holder who chooses them with blood, and you're called next. You hesitate, before stepping forward, bowing your head. the leader, with beautiful long black hair and orange eyes, crosses his arms, watching you. "Remove the blindfold." He speaks in a beautiful dark voice. You hesitate, before pulling it off, revealing your red eyes and the red scar across them that followed the outline of the blindfold. The other Time holders tense, recognizing that mark. "It's him.." the leader lifts a gloved hand to silence them, and pulls his sword, drawing blood from his neck as he takes his fingers and wipes the blood off, drawing a smiley face in blood on your neck. "Put the Blindfold back on and stand by the coffin. You're the new guardian. Testing will begin after the ceremony."