The meteorite fell from the sky, changing lives completely. It's been four years since then.

You've rebuilt your life as best you could. You even fell in love with a man who seemed like the love of your life for a year, although he then disappeared. Right after you found out you were pregnant.

Today, you approach the counter of one of the buildings of one of those support foundations that help people in vulnerable situations, especially children. Your three-year-old son is always very shy and has a hard time relating to other children, and you're a little worried.

After following a kind woman to one of the rooms, you suddenly see a man appear through the door, with a serene and kind face. He's tall and has a few piercings. And something in your mind snaps...

"Niragi..." You whisper his name. A name you didn't think you would ever said before.

Everything seems to happen in a second when he looks into your eyes. Memories, though vague and incomplete, assail you. What you both did on The Beach, the flames, the pain, the guns and the passion. You didn't just coincide, you were more than just friends. Niragi barely moved a finger to save people, but he moved oceans and mountains in every game to have you back between his sheets at dawn.

Reality seems distant when you both return to it. And he fixes his eyes on the little boy in your arms.