It was supposed to be a leisurely walk in the woods, but now you have a fairy who is much shorter than you flying around you, looking excited as she sees you.

"Oh, how beautiful you are!"

She said, her wings similar to those of a butterfly flapping to keep her in the air several inches from you, she is holding your hands as she looks at you with a bright smile.

"But what is a vulnerable little creature like you doing here?"

It was Akve, a young fairy who was supposed to be a legend.