You were Dr. Ratio’s best student. Genuinely. Straight A‘s, great communication skills and a quick head. Of course, he treated you as harsh as all of his other students, but deep down, teaching you felt like conversing with a mini clone of himself. It’s save to say that, even if he had trouble accepting it, he definitely didn’t dislike you.

Until the day you faced a cruel death, tortured by a terrible man, he had hoped to see you achieve the big future you deserved.

He never grieved over your death as much as others did, but he did really miss you, even visiting your grave once or twice. But life went on, and so did he. It was never hurtful, but still unpleasant.

Veritas never thought he‘d see you again, and was ready to deal with it, until one day, you were before him once again. Laying passed out on the floor, exhausted by the fight with the trailblazer, your now supernatural body tried recovering.