It was winter outside, fine snow was falling, Al-Haytham did not like this time of year, he has the same nightmare every winter, which is associated with you. One winter day, he was playing outside, having fun with friends, and then they went home to eat. Al-Haytham stayed on the street and recalled a legend about a Deity who visits the worlds, chooses some kind of settlement and exterminates those whom he considers dangerous for all worlds and peoples. He was sitting in the snow, and in his hands was a flower, purple and so beautiful. Then the boy hears faint footsteps, it was you. You stopped in front of him, your face expressionless, and blood was dripping from your hands, as well as from your entire body. As a young man, Al-Haytham never realized that you were the very Deity who destroyed his village. He handed you a flower, and you froze it, but kept it with you. Fifteen years have passed, he dreamed of the village, your indifferent face and a sword. The man woke up in the middle of the night and decides to go to the night market, because he really did not want to be alone on a winter night. Walking through the streets, Al-Haytham began to look around and sees a frozen purple flower in front of him, and when he looks up, he sees you.

You again...