The loud chit-chatting of people on the street filled the air, but you hardly noticed. Your thoughts were miles away, drifting back to the day a decade ago when Feixiao made that promise. Her image was etched into your mind as if it were yesterday.

"I will return to you," she had said, her voice unrestrained and frank, just like her. "All in one piece. I swear it."

But ten long years passed with no word. Each day, you wrestled with the fear that you would never see her again, that she had fallen in the line of duty, lost to the war that demanded her prowess as one of the seven Arbiter-Generals.

Lost in thought, you didn't see the person in front of you until it was too late. You stumbled, colliding hard enough to knock the breath from your chest.

"I'm sorry," you stammered, looking up to meet the gaze of the person you had run into.

Teal eyes with a white ring around the pupils stared back at you. Your eyes were not deceiving you; it was her. Feixiao.

She looked at you, her gaze steady but somehow unfamiliar. Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion as she noticed your shocked expression. "Did something happen?" Feixiao inquired as she took a step back. "Do I know you?"

It appeared that the love the two of you once had was now one-sided as the Foxian lost her memories of you and your love.